BROKEN WINGS
Secrets in a bottle
A dove.. a tender dove
Fell from its mother's nest
Into the arms of a predator
A repeated offender
A creeper of the night
When eyes are closed tight
Inflated with wine
The perfect excuse to commit
His crimes
While the innocent sleeps
His lust reaches its peak
As his reptile mentality
Guides him in the darkness, safely
Over floors that squeaks
Under the innocent sheets
There, she is consumed whole
And in an instant, becomes
A broken soul
Scared for the rest of her life
She remains a shell of a woman
And a confused wife
She is aware of her potentials
But can only mimic the part
Her heart cries when it longs to sing
She is confined to the ground
A dove now fully grown
With broken wings.
Wilford Barker.
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Wilford this is a cleverly woven write. You capture the sinister behaviour of the predator, and also the life changing trauma inflicted on the victim perfectly with great imagery and metaphors. Brilliant writing 👏 x
I do my best Gwendoline..
I always try for the bullseye 🎯
Lol.
Thank you for taking time out.
Be safe my dear friend.
Sir BARKER!!....I can see the time and effort put into this piece....it is VERY well crafted and has the strength of true understanding running through its veins......that sinisterness that Gwen mentioned is Powerfully conveyed and sets the tone for the woman's ramifications.....Deadly accurate I would say!!......ALL STARS!! & PINNED!!.....great work dear poet brother!!.....your work improves with every write......truly!!.......LOVE & ROCKETS!!.....T xo : )
Thanks for your comments Sir Tony.
You have a keen eye for details..
and is qualified to shine the light on little things that might be overlooked.
The Genius in you never sleeps.
I am only happy to be a part of the Cosmos community..
learning and gleaning from the many trees of knowledge
that sets Cosmofunnel apart from other platforms of its kind.
thank you.