Before The Final Bout

I ponder over my life at night as I lay
Counting flaws, ignoring perfections
A lump in my throat grows bigger each day
Not a single vent for the piled up emotions

I choke over my thoughts yet again
A cyclone waiting to blast, ripping me out
Holding on for too long was the worst bargain
Been silent for too long…prep for the final bout!

 

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13 Comments Add yours

  1. Ben Aqiba says:

    Strong poem but picture also

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    1. Yamini says:

      Thank you 😊

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  2. Beautiful. I love the picture too!!

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    1. Yamini says:

      Thank you 😊

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      1. You’re welcome!!

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  3. Serendipitous Web Life. : ) says:

    Powerful expression, beautifully expressed.

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    1. Yamini says:

      Thank you so much 😊

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  4. That second line: “Counting flaws, ignoring perfections ” is the story of my life summed up in four words! Great poem!

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    1. Yamini says:

      Thank you so much 😊 I am glad you could relate

      Like

  5. thedreamer16 says:

    Yours words always bring in so much in so little..i love the way you express your thoughts..I really learn alot from u!

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    1. Yamini says:

      Thank you so much πŸ™‚ your words encourage me!

      Like

  6. Sifar says:

    Amazing and heart-stopping!!

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    1. Yamini says:

      Thank you 😊

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