A man I call father

A man I call father

A Poem by black.butterfly

A man I call father


Time carved its scars on you,
the wrinkles make you unrecognizable
since the last time I let you in,
you still move further away from me.
It still seeps through your throat---the rum,
after all those years, it still seeps deep into me too.
You call me daughter, I call you father.
My heart is your throne, not your home.
Your indifference made her indifferent,
she cannot see us anymore.
I learned to neglect your voice too,
no matter how much it calls out for me.



© 2013 black.butterfly



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A very honest piece, no gimmick or whistles, just brutally honest poetry, I like that about your style. It tells the truth, and sometimes the truth hurts, or is not too pleasant. You make art out of a place of pain, and that is a strong gift. Love the line: "My heart is your throne, not your home." The words, the rythym, it,s all perfect. Well done, and thank you for sharing.

Posted 4 Years Ago


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Some words can lose value.
"you still move further away from me.
It still seeps through your throat---the rum,"
Love had limitations too. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 4 Years Ago


Wonderfully written and honest piece.

Posted 4 Years Ago


Very deep and I'm feeling the honesty here..

Well done!

Posted 4 Years Ago


Wow. This amazing, it portrays such powerful emotion. Beautifully done.

Posted 4 Years Ago


beautifully written I can feel the emotion

Posted 4 Years Ago


very powerful and emotion poem, but yet that poem shows sadness the more you read it... you have a gift conveying emotions onto paper... A really good poem!

Posted 4 Years Ago


beautiful....

Posted 4 Years Ago


Very emotional and powerful. It made me very sad inside. You do have a remarkable gift for conveying emotions through writing. Loved it.

Posted 4 Years Ago


Very powerful emotions on this one, very dark and sad, this poem took me back...anyway great job

Posted 4 Years Ago


A very honest piece, no gimmick or whistles, just brutally honest poetry, I like that about your style. It tells the truth, and sometimes the truth hurts, or is not too pleasant. You make art out of a place of pain, and that is a strong gift. Love the line: "My heart is your throne, not your home." The words, the rythym, it,s all perfect. Well done, and thank you for sharing.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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