Guest Post: by Sharlyn Kristine

She is beautiful, witty and intelligent. She is my best friend of over 10 years and she is an amazing writer! (You know what they say about birds of the same feather) My blog would never be complete without some of her work. Enjoy this fierce and powerful poem!

The lovely Sharlyn Kristine

We came in…

We all came wearing beautiful smiles, masking the pain.
We all stood and smiled, portraying the perfect image of displeasure.

We thought we were doing ok but oh, the glistening night had a different plan.

We came in our red lips, eyes smeared with purple dust, 
cheeks slightly swept through with a touch of, bronzer they call it. 
Little feathers heavily stuck on our eyes; apparently our own eyelashes weren’t good enough.



We came in young vessels and left old souls, bruised by these daunting feathers. We were in life, the very life of life and life did embrace us…
Oh how beautiful our shadows were…
We danced but the night wept
We smiled but our smiles fell on blind eyes.



Cover the wounds, please stop the bleeding!
Yes we were wounded but no blood came out! 
Cover the wound and let our frail souls weep!



The disgusting cold hand that reached out for our thighs and tore our veins, the half dead corpes that mounted our souls, the old shriveled skin that rubbed against our pristine vessels, the harsh smells that told stories of broken lives, mistresses, power given to fools, old expensive cigars and……



COWARDS, shameless cowards that left us good looking apples with worms inside…
The harshness and the bitterness of this world slithered in,
Blinding us from every emotion… please stop the bleeding and let our bodies weep! We tried but no blood came out.
Oh we came in all pretty wearing beautiful smiles, masking the pain. 
We came in our red lips, eyes smeared with purple dust, 
cheeks slightly swept through with a touch of, bronzer they call it. Little feathers heavily stuck on our eyes, apparently our own eyelashes weren’t good enough.
You should have seen how beautiful our shadows were.
So frail and yet so pure…
We were the very life of life, well so we thought.

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2 Comments Add yours

  1. Simon says:

    What a great post! 🙂

    Liked by 2 people

  2. K. Bellamy with a Purpose says:

    I’m in awe. ❤❤❤💙💙💙

    Liked by 1 person

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