Hands of chalk

Hands of chalk

A Poem by Nerio
"

to my 'big' little sister :)

"

Little, so little pieces of chalk,
fragments of light, tiny frostbites
against the green sight
of the hospital blankets.


Fragile, so fragile the night,
thin hopes crystalized,
may this day pass by
without fever nor harm.
Desperate, so desperate fight.


Eyes closed, in the dark
I can still touch
those hands of chalk:
there, after the rush,
"be quite baby, hush hush,
the doctor will ease
the pain, I promise, please"
and then light-years waiting,
the nausea, the soul aching,
our personal golgotha.
there, where we sighed,
cursing time, heavens allmight,
and remained 'till the very last.


Dear, so dear pieces of life
we spent and left behind,
but still linger in the mind.
Even now, that you're bold
and strong and fear no cold:
hard concrete behind the chalk.


© 2017 Nerio



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Evoking the real prayer into life, a true deep plea from a heart filled with anxious and warmth, Your words, flow, images and style had a beautiful way to touch our hearts, Your sincerity shined all along Your words, giving usmore purness and love, I pray Your precious sister is well now, a wonderful and brilliant poem.

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I didn't mean Your photo, but the description of Your poem, the smile at the end, this,

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Nerio

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My bad. I'm sorry. I'm an idiot. Awkward moment. Jumped out of window :D
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Awa! why speaking like this about You! don't worry Your "real" smile is still soft and gentle, it's .. read more



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Evoking the real prayer into life, a true deep plea from a heart filled with anxious and warmth, Your words, flow, images and style had a beautiful way to touch our hearts, Your sincerity shined all along Your words, giving usmore purness and love, I pray Your precious sister is well now, a wonderful and brilliant poem.

Posted 1 Week Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Light

6 Days Ago

I didn't mean Your photo, but the description of Your poem, the smile at the end, this,

read more
Nerio

6 Days Ago

My bad. I'm sorry. I'm an idiot. Awkward moment. Jumped out of window :D
Light

6 Days Ago

Awa! why speaking like this about You! don't worry Your "real" smile is still soft and gentle, it's .. read more

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