Stitches and poetry

My scars found poetry when they found no warm embrace.

Cold flames douse my heart
painting pages with ruddy blue
bleeding to let go.

I could lie to the mirror, the scars
peering back owe no explanation,
yet mask a glimmer to fool those who will slash me deep within.

I have stitched them, but splitting back open they dig new gashes, I would pull two ends close together which weren't supposed to touch, and the result, I tore and tore myself.

And if you think I died, maybe, I told you the rose was buried, but its remains still mark, its scent yet alive that breaks through the pages, infusing in air filled with dust and sighs I couldn't keep.

But the more I wrote, the more beauty emerged, and those stitches were replaced with embroideries I could look over and over and then smile despite a tear daring to fall from the corner of my eyes.

If I tell you, poetry beautifies your scars, would you heed me? Give the flower you stash in that journal a chance and all those souvenirs you hide from your sight.

Author's Note

Don't we all stash roses in pages?

Reviews

[AYVID N]

The status line moved me deeply.

I say a resounding YES to giving the poetry in those roses, a chance. This poem resonates very deeply with me because it was one such heartbreak that turned me to poetry and writing in 2011. The scars had stitches that kept popping just as you so beautifully described and now they're embroidered just as you said. And that's why I loved this poem, so much! ❤️

[Poetic_Vixen]

How warm it feels to hear you felt through these emotions I have studded in these lines, almost like a hug, but as painful it is to have gone through those heartbreaking experiences, I can't help but be grateful for how we were able to turn our misery into blessings of beauty that gave those torn parts of and those feelings the acceptance they deserved.

Wishing you a lot of love, dear Divya ❤️

[AYVID N]

Thank you so much, my friend.
Keep writing and watch those wounds turn to flowers and tears turn to pearls.
Wishing you all things wonderful!

[Poetic_Vixen]

I'm so grateful and wishing you the same and more!

[Marie]

This is a truly amazing allegoric gem, dear P.V. I love how you express your inner feelings through your poetic words and embroider each word in order to provide your reader with the full picture of your feelings, their depth, their beauty, their sadness. I love how you choose to use a facial glow to fool those who would hurt your further, it is something we women are prone to do and thank God we are strong enough to do so. So many times in life we tear ourselves and punish ourselves for what others do to us. Their act may be buried within us, but it never dies, but remains a memory which will always bring a teardrop to our eye as we remember and recall what happened. We deserve so much more than we receive in the name of love! I truly cannot fathom how some people live with themselves, dear P.V. I love how you have the extraordinary ability to turn each cut into a beautiful rose to beautify the scars. Love for ourselves, in an unselfish way, is so vitally important because when we love ourselves enough we will never again allow another human being to inflict injuries which are psychological, emotional, physical or spiritual on us! A very empowering poem, dear P. V. Kudos well deserved on penning this exceptional write which I can both identify with and which I love so much. Admiration too, my dear friend. Well done!

[Poetic_Vixen]

You have pulled apart this piece of prose I wrote with every bit my friend, I love that you could draw their meanings and feel their depths, you honour me with praises I have yet to be worthy of, I'm truly overwhelmed dear Marie! This review means a lot to me, I hope you have the loveliest day for a sweet and kind heart like you deserves it!

[Marie]

My dear friend P. V. you are more than worthy at this moment in time. I hope you have enjoyed a very lovely day and I wish you an equally wonderful evening too. Bless you always, my friend...

[Sameeksha Vadisherla]

''But the more I wrote, the more beauty emerged, and those stitches were replaced with embroideries'' I am on short of words to appreciate the beauty of this poem, dear Muskaan. I am sorry for whatever pain you went through but look at the good side, beautiful beautiful lines took birth from those scars. I completely agree with you. Poetry does beautify the scars. My answer is YES to the last line.

Please be happy, my friend. I wish you all the best. Loved this incredible poem! ❤️

[Poetic_Vixen]

I'm very flattered and honoured reading your review, and seriously I appreciate your support a lot and grazing my efforts with praises I often expect the least for sometimes I write mess, but here you are filling my day with your consecutive reviews that encourage me a lot. I humbly value these beautiful and sweet words you lavish upon me with Sameeksha!

I wish you all the joy and happiness, you're the sweetest! Lots of love ❤️

[Sameeksha Vadisherla]

My greatest pleasure to read your poetry, my dear friend, Muskaan. I wish you all the joy and happiness as well. Lots of love ❤️