POETIC QUEENS: FRANCINE SAMUEL WRITES, SHE REGREW HER WINGS

Dedicated to all who have broken free from an abusive relationship.
From the Queen of Hearts:
 She regrew her wings...
Long ago, she allowed her wings to be broken
Her spirit caged and numb, her soul flayed raw.
A pitiful self, she hadn't picked the longest straw,
With her innocence, she paid long years of pain.

When the door of the cage clanged and the lock
Turned, she rebelled, claiming her independence.
Alas! too late and trapped, it was futile resistance.
And with hidden tears, she just sat there, in shock.
At first, the cage was bamboo, but as time went
It became iron, then steel then the key was thrown.
One day, with a soft breeze a tiny cloud was blown
Towards her, she sobbed for the years misspent.
The tiny cloud aroused new hope, she rattled her cage
Broke the bars, tore the door, destroyed her chain.
She regrew her wings, vowed to help all those in pain.
Rejoice! If you could see her now, freedom is her wage.

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FSamuel @ The Queen of (all) Hearts

POETIC QUEENS: FRANCINE SAMUEL WRITES, GAME OVER

From the Queen Of Hearts Collection: 
Game over
Alone, I will die alone
Tonight, it's decided,
I will depart this world alone,
I will die as I have lived.
Alone. I can't do it anymore
Too many times I stumbled in the dark,
No one to catch me before
I fell, there is no spark
left in me.
Alone, I will die alone
like a worm, like a rat, like a scum
I have no more backbone
No more solace in that bottle of rhum.
Alone, in the dark recess of my soul
I can't fight my demons any longer,
I can hear all these foreign voices howl
getting stronger and stronger.
Daring me.
Alone, I will die alone,
Tonight, it's decided,
I will depart this world alone.
I will die as I have lived,
without regrets, without remorse
I waited too long for that ray of hope
Knowing it won't come is the worse
At last, I can let go of the rope.
Game over for me.
The end
Written December 2013 as Frenchie ...

NOTE: 
This is the first poem I wrote after many years of silence... but I was not allowed to write and preventing me from writing was like signing my death warrant (OK, I am a bit dramatic here grin emoticon but long story) ... Though not autobiographical, I might not have been my usual chirpy self when I started to write again tongue emoticon tongue emoticon but I like this poem because it reminds me there is always hope, light and love in the world and there is no need to end it all - though this has never been on my list to do lol smile emoticon

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