Life
is not
broken-ness
-this disconnect
with my real self
my inner bonding falls
apart, makes me see black holes
in the universe – only to
blame others for perceived pathos – and
splinters of false self image pierce the soul
a wisp of smoke expecting handshakes
how can responses be real,
when acts emanate from a
shadow self? Acceptance
continuation
of value in
life till we
welcome
Death
Acceptance

The depth of your words is a wonder.
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Thank you so much!
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Birth to death journey … beautifully composed.
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Thank you, Helen!
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So much depth in this, Reena.
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Thank you so much, Jude!
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life is what it is
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A wonderful deep self-reflection, echoed so perfectly with the shape of the poem.
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Thank you so much!
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So beautiful…loved the flow
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Thank you so much!
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You’re most welcome âŁď¸
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how can responses be real,
when acts emanate from a
shadow self?
A great poem of introspection!
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Thank you, Dwight!
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You are welcome!
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So powerful and moving. xx Michael
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Thanks, as always…
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Thank you as well, and enjoy a beautiful day! xx Michael
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Reblogged this on NEW BLOG HERE >> https:/BOOKS.ESLARN-NET.DE.
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Incredibly moving, Reena. đđ
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Thanks so much!
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Very nice đ
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Thank you!
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Very moving and introspective Reena. Well done!
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Thank you, Ami!
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You are most welcome! I
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