Undefeated Happiness

Across the verbal lash

The insane hit 

Dance this line

Into colorful woods

Nature embraces a smile

Nothing can take a toll

Tonight a choice was made

No form could make a steal

Of a song 

The flower remains in my hair

Keys have always been mine

Out of shade grew a tree

Too massive for this axe

The clouds brought to my house

Won't rain on this door

Tonight a flame of strength

Out live a million forms of blame

Tomorrow the cheeks you aimed at

Will be flushed in red

A sweet melody into my man's arm

By the written word of my heart

Reviews

[Paul Bell]

Fantastic form in your words. Hope those strong arms hold you tight.

[Nisreen]

Yeah ... I Hope for That Too

[DiverseVoices]

This is a beautiful poem! The imagery is brings out a nice tone to the poem, and it just has so much emotion built in it. It's amazing how you can touch someone with words. I really enjoyed your poem!

[Nisreen]

Thank you for your review

[reibirb]

This is a great poem! I love how you conveyed the message of being happy despite being put down, and I especially loved the line "Tonight a flame of strength
Out live a million forms of blame" Nice job!

[Nisreen]

Thank you for your words

[Lost, n'MT]

I enjoyed this piece as I feel it can be interpreted in many different ways. Your word selection and imagery is both powerful and thought-provoking. Four lines that I greatly enjoyed and appreciated;

"Out of shade grew a tree
Too massive for this axe

"The clouds brought to my house
Won't rain on this door

Tonight a flame of strength
Out live a million forms of blame"

I thought this was beautiful verse and word choice.

With the final two lines really capturing the emotions and excellence of this piece. Very well though out, written, and executed. Well done, Curiosity.

I greatly enjoyed what you created with and within this piece.

[Nisreen]

Thank you so much .... i am humbled by your words

[Lost, n'MT]

You're very welcome, it was my pleasure to both read and react.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i feel something, maybe different than you were thinking when you wrote it..

but i see a love that is healing...someone who suffered abuse at the hand of another...but how it is not a hand that hits her cheek..it is a sweet melody of love...and her heart is blushing...

j.

[Nisreen]

I Hope so ... Thank you j