Broken Rib

by The Princess   Jun 9, 2011


You were something dark, rich and halting
lingering on the tip of my tongue

Not quite peppermint drops
Not quite cinnamon.

But what was I?
Braids, jasmine and fragrance?

Anything but
your broken rib.

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  • 13 years ago

    by Yakari Gabriel

    If it wasn't for colm's comment i Wouldn't have gotten a clue what this poem was about..Like I had an idea going on...

    like by the time I reached the ending,
    I could only think of..being anything but pain to someone...

    the furthest thing I ever had in mind was adam and eve.. damn Mel and britt..these wise woman -_-

    anywhoo,
    I tried to look deeper though...
    and from what I understood...

    eventhough,still dazzled and still a bit clueless...

    these short piece was a delight..
    like peppermint,Refreshing.

    just a few words,nicely placed on paper..
    with a captivating effect that makes one want to read over and over again...

    I read this a few times...already...
    but didn't comment until now...
    god Nor,
    you are the queen of simplicity
    and your crown is made of complexity..

    I am hooked!
    Mwa

  • 13 years ago

    by The Poet Behind The Poems

    Stunning its taken me a few reads to get it lol but ive finally cracked it , well worth a win your an amazing writer 5/5 adding to to my fav's

  • 13 years ago

    by nouriguess

    Norhan-- as always you pen masterpieces, I'm not surprised :) congratulations on your win :)

  • 13 years ago

    by Pain

    If you love me Dont take away the hatred from my heart it is the only reason for staying alive all this time

  • 13 years ago

    by Just a Voice

    Love this piece and the metaphor of the rib is so rich. It brings to mind the Genesis tale of Eve being formed from Adams rib.
    Your words emphasise that the link between lovers needs to be more than a claim to ownership, or of pain. It must be all encompassing and vibrant to succeed and sustain. Bravo poet!