Razor Woman

by Maple Tree   Aug 29, 2012


The closest my irises came to a silver gleaming blade
would be the day of my twelfth year of life.

A girl decides to shave the childish away,
becoming a woman for the rest of her days.

I hear of blades releasing the pain,
my notions are stabbed with questions.

I bare more sadness than these shoulders can carry,
and yet I still allow my legs to shine in the sun.

If I were to shed my blood for the world,
carving woman into a stone memorial,
than it wouldn't be for the pain I carry,
it would be for the pain of others....

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  • 12 years ago

    by Paul Gondwe

    This just shows a caring, loving woman you are.

    If I were to shed my blood for the world,
    carving woman into a stone memorial,
    than it wouldn't be for the pain I carry,
    it would be for the pain of others....
    ..

    This was my fav stanza. Really loved how you would sacrifice yourself, feel pain just for others, thats really something not most of us are willing to but you just proved here, you really do care about other people.

  • 12 years ago

    by Tara Kay

    :O Andrea, You are an amazing woman, this poem showed that.

    I sense the sadness in here, I can see people you love are hurting, that you want to feel there pain for them, shows a good friend you are.

    It's one of those poems that you read, and know it's honest, feel the heartache and pain in the words...totally raw emotion.

    I like the title, it seems obvious but actually the poem is something I've never read before...

    Lovely words, Andrea.
    Hope you're okay?

    xxx

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