by ether
This is really beautiful, and quite mysterious. It has me wondering what happened to this person's knees. until the end of the poem when I realised that the knee bleeding (i think) is a metaphor for their beauty and how it is slowly dripping out of their being, even though you've been trying to help them retain the beauty via lending them your handkerchief. And by colouring your handkerchief pink it implies you were trying to stop their blood/beauty leaving via patching it up with love. However, because that person did not seek or find you, their knee kept bleeding and their beauty eventually faded to the point where you didn't feel attraction to them anymore. |
by Shruti
Thank you very much! |
by nancy
Sharodi I thought dat it was 4 ur ex best friend.......I mean seriously it's sumwat related to me?????? |
by Ben Pickard
This really is a very moving and nostalgic piece of writing that I actually found quite chilling. It is beautifully written, especially for one so young. |
by Shruti
Thank you. |
by Em
Wow. I am shocked at your age especially with writing something so meaningful and thought provoking. |
by Shruti
You are absolutely correct. Thank you. |
It is the best poem. |
by Shruti
Thank you. |
by Wayne Gates
You write in a way that creates a movie in my mind. I read it without seeing words. Only the sweet drama of the journey you took me through. Very talented. |
by Shruti
Thank you :). |