Misplaced Judgement

Misplaced Judgement

A Poem by Melissa Kester

As a child, in a strange new place
All new things around me, not one familiar face
Then you reached out, not slightly afraid
You became my best friend and in my heart you stayed
In you, I trusted all my secrets and fears
We held each other through all of our tears
As close as sisters, inseparable at heart
So how have we come so far apart

It was mostly my fault, I can see what I've done
I pushed you away and left us both alone
I thought it was right, I believed you were wrong
But I've come to realize it was me all along
So now I've had time to think of who I am
And this person I've become is not what I planned
This life without my sister, in every way but blood,
Has been unexpectedly bitter, and brought about a flood

I think of you often, and I hope you are well
I try not to think too often, I try not to dwell
I hope that someday, maybe I can find the courage to speak
To tell you how I feel, and that I know I was weak
I was jealous, and I was angry, for reasons I do not know
I was spiteful and vindictive, and I wanted you to go

I must apologize deeply, I hope you know I am sincere
I regret my actions truly, and in my heart I still hold you dear
I think of you often and I hope that you are well
For I still love you deeply, sister, even if you cannot tell

© 2017 Melissa Kester


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Very touching and real. The image reflects life in it's most credible forms.Well put togather

Posted 6 Years Ago


This has great imagery and poignant narrative with a few top-notch lines interspersed throughout. Where it falls flat on occasion is in musicality. It starts off very well, and gets back to it every time it strays, but when it strays, it's so noticeable that it undermines the flow and power of this beautiful piece. Tweak the musicality a little (and mind not to confuse it with rhythm, for it's not the exact same thing), and you have a gem here. Well done!

Posted 6 Years Ago


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Little I can feel spirit of Emilia Dickinson. Well crafted in sad mood. A tons of misunderstood. Sometimes we can hurt if we want give love.

Posted 6 Years Ago


Melissa Kester

6 Years Ago

Oh thank you so much! That's such an honor.
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6 Years Ago

Yes I just feel this kind of same mood and also similar work with words. It's really great poem.
May the writer confess early than too late... Well good read

Posted 6 Years Ago



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