Poetritis Nirvana – S01E01: From The Concrete I Rose

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From The Concrete I Rose

Tanya

Consider the jagged scars
Sketched on my heart
That are souvenirs
Of past rendezvous
And battles fought
Whose realisation were sad endings
And never happy ever afters

 

Graham
Protected by a posture, thorns not sort,
A fragrance and elegance
A charm only discipline will call for,
Soft peach buds, in between
Cracks soils were your lustrous deep roots grow from
Find the inner me; my heart…..

Valz
I rose up from the dirty not worthy.
Thin stem from little food and water not plenty.
From concrete cracks my bud bloomed
Now I got solid acts, was nearly doomed
Colourful butterflies land on these damaged petals

Clement

Even when My inner being died
I still strived to take even e poorest stride
I fell and still revitalised
Like the liquid man
They scorned and tried to break my back bone
But they never won,
Like dust I rose and flourished
Now their hate has vanished

©Poetritis Nirvana

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