Soft Are My Feelings

Don't be fooled by my outter shell
soft are my feelings if you knew me well
Inside I crave to be loved and adored
instead I'm shunned and shown to the door
Love is kindness and respect
is that too much to ask for and expect
soft are my feelings I hide
outside I smile but inside I cry
don't be fooled by the face I paint on
you'll know the truth after I am gone

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by Aqua Flower

Comments (3)

Remarkable photograph = remarkable poem. I feel humbled in the presence of such sincerity - including the photographer and the poet and whatever spiritual presences hover in the world-space of the church. Your metaphors - lighthouse, ark - are perfect. And the last stanza is breathtaking. It is a summons to the heart and mind to stop their restless activity - time for that later - now is the time for calmly saying whatever prayerful thought comes to mind. As my Irish friend Marie says, Blessings for all.
An excellent poem full of heart and character, with biblical-seeming imagery (pillar, church on a rock, ark) that conveys a grandiosity, a timelessness to the events in the poem. My favorite line has to be stony ground like ocean waves. I have often thought and imagined that, bluish gravel resembling snapshots of waves in the midst of turmoil. I really do enjoy that image and want to thank you for this gem of a poem.
Outstanding. A remarkably beautiful poem that inspires me as well. Thank you.