Delicate

A poem about a girl's voyage to womanhood.

As she grows, a spirit wild. The beauty of an untamed child. A heart betrayed, restrained, beguiled. The beauty meets the beast. Untethered, still, her own free will. Orphaned to the winter’s chill. See through, silk tears, careful is her capture. The mask in place. Her mind, her space. Trades in her heart, her thoughts, replaced. Faux smiling, Expression imprisoned.   Enduring wind blown offerings, as delicate as angel’s wings. Making summer out of snow. Ever longing so to be, The ruler of her soul.

Author's Note

This was written for one of my best friends, Rae, since I've known since age 13.

Reviews

[NeiL ArandA]

Beautiful Riss...for me this is a masterpiece. So tender and delicate the words you wove her. Beauty meets the beast. Perhaps the beast signifies the harsh reality of life and the deception that wants to ever snare her unsuspecting and naïve heart... I am so glad you came to graze my piece. Now I have the chance to see how unique are your poems and the way you tenderly expressed and penned your thoughts.

[Riss Ryker]

I'm honored, to the point of tears. I never even knew I could write until a few years ago! This is so brand new! To have someone tell me I've done something GOOD. Haha. If you knew my friend, her and met in a school for bad girls. She's grown from a wild, unrestrained and rebellious teenager to this beautifully strong woman. The beast was drugs, her capture was her husband, and faux smiling and longing to be the ruler of her soul is because she's in a social status that demands she be someone she really isn't inside. But when she's with me, she's herself, and only I see the wild child still inside.

[Gee]

You're welcome

[NeiL ArandA]

At a very tender age we try our best to instill godly values to our children and loveones hoping they would mature and grow to a person we would hope and expect them to be. We can't isolate them from the world and all its deceptive and destructive lure. But we can insulate them early on in life with the word of God and plant the seed of truth in their tender heart. Its up to God how will He grow and nurture that seed. There's a void in everyone's one that God purposely left. Sometimes we fill this void of all sorts of things other than Him. We prefer the cheap imitations the world could and can offer other than the real thing. We will spare ourselves of all unnecessary pain when we realized early on the its futile to fill and numb that void with other stuffs other than His unconditional love. Jesus will always be the answer to every need and every longing. If we just only open our hearts and believe and let Him in.

[Gee]

Will get my 14 year old daughter to read this.Enjoyed the read

[Riss Ryker]

Thank you so much, Gee! I hope your daughter likes it!