I live

I live

A Poem by Vidya Bacchus
"

Being knocked down does not mean you should stay down

"

     I LIVE


I live with my scars,
A poignant reminder of the pain you have wrought,
In the name of love you tore me to shreds
With every precise incision you rendered me broken.
Punishment for daring to fly to close to the sun.


I live with my distrust,
Because it is my armour,
In a world that is rife with thorns,
I was so young to learn ,
Exactly what a smile could hide.

 

I live with my regrets,
That were sired by your betrayal,
Regret that I was'nt wiser,
Regret that i didn't percieve your smile as a guise,
Before I followed you blindly to be burnt at the stake.

 

I live proudly with my triumph,
Over your relentless need to break me,
I soar high now basking in the sun,

Too thick skinned to be scorched,
Too much older to ever be that naive again.
                                  by  vidya

© 2013 Vidya Bacchus


Author's Note

Vidya Bacchus
Every life experience serves to teach us something.It is up to us if we learn from them.

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Yup! Your right, every-thing teaches us a new and new lesson of the life whether with the worst time or the good but it's foresure that everything what time brings in life is what that helps us in future dealing with the situations right... because every second brings happiness and the funniest thing is that it also brings the sadness too so, it's all on us how we deal with it and live with it, accept it in our life to live the life with peace because "peace is not what that comes easily in everyone's life, it takes time and times takes moments and moments brings memories and the memories always make life."

This write's, am damn sure, comes out from your real life, I can feel the feelings of yours that's transformed into the words. I hope everything's cool there. It's seemed you've passed through much pain and regrets in your life because such kinda pieces only those one can write who come passed through such kinda worst situations.


May God bless you!

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Vidya Bacchus

10 Years Ago

Yeah I am real good now thanks for asking:)
Neon

10 Years Ago

Great!
It's my honor to ask your well or not because keep angels happy ever is "Neon's" first .. read more
Vidya Bacchus

10 Years Ago

Yeah yeah I know for sure :)



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Words mirroring insecurity that rises to strength. I respect your showing of inner, toiled emotions. I could relate to this and I look forward to reading more of your work.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Vidya Bacchus

10 Years Ago

Oh thank you so much!!!!
We really learn from our mistakes, that's it. Oftentimes, when we got hurt, we blame people and we regret for something we have done. But we must remember that through those mistakes we learn and we become wiser and stronger. Every mistake is a teacher that teaches us a lesson...

Thank you for this remarkable piece, Vidya.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Vidya Bacchus

10 Years Ago

Thnk you very much Dhaye your words mean a lot:)
Dhaye

10 Years Ago

You're welcome.
living with scars is very big scar. And you are a such a dareful to express them with your pen. I feel very attached.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Vidya Bacchus

10 Years Ago

Thank youvery much Ssadd :P
Saddam

10 Years Ago

thanks alot.
I live with my distrust,
Because it is my armour,
In a world that is rife with thorns,
I was so young to learn ,
Exactly what a smile could hide.

Beautiful.......
I could relate to this poem especially these lines.
Great work!
:)

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Vidya Bacchus

10 Years Ago

Thank you much my friend:)
Wow! Such a powerful poem! Adding this to my favorites :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Vidya Bacchus

10 Years Ago

Thank you Laura:)
Your words are rich in maturity and pride through personal triumph. Headstrong piece of poetry.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Vidya Bacchus

10 Years Ago

I did thank you but my muse has fled maybe she will return soon lol.Hope you have a wonderful 2014:)
Michelle N. H.

10 Years Ago

Hah, it ought to happen sometimes. Thank you, V. I wish the same for you :)
Vidya Bacchus

10 Years Ago

...............:)
Very nice. Reminds me of me..... :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


Vidya Bacchus

10 Years Ago

Thank you Raymond :)
Wow I feel I learned a great deal here:) Some pains we live with and sometimes we get burned, But we stand in a victory cause we learned from some dumb foolish mistake . It easy to mess up. But the mess can be divine in the end:)

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Vidya Bacchus

10 Years Ago

Well said Jonathan thank you for the kind words :)
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10 Years Ago

Smilesssssssssssssss it was my pleasure but I thank you:)
I love the last stanza the most, because it brings hope. I think it says that, regardless of scars, distrust, and regrets, you can still triumph, which is what I liked the most. Wonderful write!

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Vidya Bacchus

10 Years Ago

Thank you very much:)
Hahaha. Yeah I agree u thick skinned like ah dinosaur. Great description of uself now I know why u does look that way.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Vidya Bacchus

10 Years Ago

Shut up jerk lol:)

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Added on December 29, 2013
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Tags: scars, incision, sun, punishment

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Vidya Bacchus
Vidya Bacchus

point fortin, Trinidad and Tobago



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