Beyond The Face

Linked senyru

Inside lies a man

wrapped in a blanket of pain,

lost in misery.

 

Within lies a soul

caught up in such misery,

hiding in this pain.

 

Deep down there is hope,

if you reach inside his heart

and repair its strings.

 

15/05/19

Author's Note

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Few of us show real face my friend. Thank you john for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you again Coyote. Good to see you are still supping in the Cafe.

[Siddhartha Chatterjee]

Beautiful, poignant, touching, and most importantly, hopeful.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

I am flattered at your indulgence this evening and am glad you enjoyed this one. Many than yous!

[barleygirl]

This reminds me of some old adage about those who live lives of quiet despair, which I've always felt is often true about humans, especially as I get older & some people my age are slipping away from a youthful buoyant way of seeing life & possibilities. But as your poem shows, there's always a spark of hope & it can be encouraged into a flame. Love the way you state this simply but with heart (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you Margie for such a lovely review.

[Lydia Shutter]

Great Sting song. We are all fragile....whether we choose to show that to the world or not. Yes, the right person can repair the broken heart. It takes an empathetic soul to reach in and repair those heart strings. A soft and honest poem. Lydi**

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thanks Lydi.

[apennylate]

Your shrewd duping of my sense at the start with "inside lies a..."
Instead of "Inside a..."
Then from there the poem is very soft with its question
As soft as one would have to be, I imagine, to repair string...

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Indeed Silente, I fear we judge very quickly and see men, in particular as impervious when they are but flesh and blood and often flawed. Many thanks.

[apennylate]

Many welcomes, friend.
Aye, flesh and weak blood

[Shazbatt969]

beautiful and bleak and nihilistic and uplifting a wonderous thing,

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Ah indeed bleak Sir. many thanks.

[Markus Anthony]

It's really cute. I like the flow of words and ideas as they unfold in each stanza. The last stanza is my favorite.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you Markus it was interesting to write.

[kentuck14]

John,
I appreciate the positive ending . . . where there's breath there is hope!
T

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Exactly that. Where their are signs of life we must hope. Thank you Tom.

[Chris Shaw]

I enjoyed your three stanza linked senryu. When you pass people in the street you have no idea of their internal suffering. Where there is a glimmer of hope then there are possibilities. The problem lies in finding that glimmer, that hidden spark that can ignite a change in circumstances. Well written.

Chris

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thanks Chris. Indeed for many it is reaching out and helping them.

[BlackPrince]

This is a compassionate poem.
There is so much more to people than a smiling or frowning face.
We must uplift ourselves and try our best to uplift others through genuine friendship, smile, listening ears and other positive contributions.
Of course, we can't help or be friends with everyone; but we can try our best.

Well done!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Indeed we can BP. I totally agree with you on this we must try to let compassion and friendship overule fear. Many, many thanks.