Patience

Patience

A Poem by Gullia King

She felt an unease heaviness in the wind. 
"You're just another let down.  
Another chapter full of mistakes." 
Some people are novels, 
the world will never get tired of reading, she thought. 
He said she seemed like an old soul, 
She told him she was just swoon by the moon. 
Her eyes downcast and brimming, 
With a broken voice she asked Time how long 
it would take for him to put the pieces of her broken heart together. 
"Patience, my loved one" said time, 
"I'll teach you". 
"I'm not everyone's cup of tea. 
I don't connect to other souls easily." 
She said as she put her hands on her face and started sobbing. 
"Maybe life is this luxurious thing that is not meant for the weak-minded. 
Un stimulated souls that are not entwined are unhappy." 
She looked up at the starry night, tears rolling down her cheeks. 
"Sometimes we create our own heartbreaks through expectation." Said Time 
and laid a comforting hand on her shoulder. 
Letting her know that she'll never be alone, whatever may come.



© 2017 Gullia King



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Beautiful words and the graphic image is equally great.

Posted 4 Months Ago


And yet there are times when even patience gives up... I like how you compared people to novels.. Indeed, some people are like that.. I know I'm one of the readers ;)

A lovely piece, well penned, Gullia :)

Posted 4 Months Ago


Wise and inspiring...I really liked the way you have written this....

Posted 4 Months Ago


This was an amazing read..
I really enjoyed
That line by time i loved it the most and of course it is true lines..
Very good job

Posted 4 Months Ago


my favourite here is no line because i loved the whole work!!.....the time consoling and giving hope to a broken heart and telling her not to lose her happiness and hope....great work

Posted 4 Months Ago


"You're just another let down.
Another chapter full of mistakes."

"Sometimes we create our own heartbreaks through expectation."

My favorite parts, even though i loved the whole thing!

I agree with your writing when you compared people with novels or books, everyone has his or her own story in life, everyone can be read like an open book or en epic novel.

You did a great job writing this one, thanks for sharing :)

Posted 4 Months Ago


I love the reference people are like novels, read again and again...this ads a very lyrical sense to life...if we'd switch as an observer, i wonder how would our life look like? Loved the depth of this.Lovely done :)

Posted 4 Months Ago


A amazing story written in the poem dear Gullia.
"Sometimes we create our own heartbreaks through expectation." Said Time
and laid a comforting hand on her shoulder.
Letting her know that she'll never be alone, whatever may come."
I did like the above lines. You left the reader with some hope. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 4 Months Ago


it is said that patience is a virtue and time heals all wounds. good things come to those who wait.
psalm 30:5, "weeping may stay for the night, but rejoicing comes in the morning."

we all struggle with waiting. "There is no value in life except what you choose to place upon it and no happiness in any place except what you bring to it yourself."

a great personification of 'patience' Gullia. cool pic.

Posted 4 Months Ago


Gullia King

4 Months Ago

Good things comes to those who wait, indeed. But sometimes you get tired of just waiting for somethi.. read more
Pete

4 Months Ago

from an old song - "if you can't be with the one you love, honey love the one you're with".

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