Hi, Laura
Thanks for the very different prompt. This is easy and tough at the same time. Endings feel so appropriate in the tired and jaded mindset I am in at this late hour.
I confess I cheated a little – chose the last two lines from my poems and put them together.
Let me know what’s true, then praise or condone
I wonder who wrote those scripts in stone
wherever I go, I hear the same sounds
of people long dead, they lie underground
Souls know not origin of deep scars, but carry those nevertheless
I don’t care where I came from
This is my life, this is the norm
Stand by your truth, when you have done right
it’s your choice to resist or exist
I think I have
reached a conclusion
to everything there’s a reason
and now …I choose me
Souls know not origin of deep scars,
But ………………….

Wonderful. ‘Stand by your truth, when you have done right
it’s your choice to resist or exist’
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Thank you, Indira!
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This line is the most important: and now …I choose me.
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I guess one needs to come to this point sooner or later. Women are often made to feel guilty about choosing themselves.
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This is brilliantly composed, Reena! I love how seamlessly the lines flow together 💘💘
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Thank you so much, Sanaa! It took some time to choose the lines.
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These lines don’t look like endings of a poem, you’ve woven a new one beautifully, Ma’am. 🙂
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Thank you so much, Kitty!
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🙂
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I can see how those very last lines would go together nicely too!!
“I wonder who wrote those scripts in stone
of people long dead, they lie underground”
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You are right. Thanks for the wonderful suggestion!
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Wonderful! These lines flowed so well, Reena.
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Thank you so much, Punam!
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This works so well Reena
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Thank you so much, Sadje!
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Always my pleasure
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