Creation in Verse - Praveer Deva

REBRUISING 

by Praveer Deva

A punch in the face

A step on the heart,

The stinging pain that stays,

And the soul pierced by darts.

The stab in the back,

The blow on the head,

The confidence that cracks,

And the mind fills with dread.

The sword that ran through,

The bullet hole that stayed,

And you had no friends with you,

No matter how much you prayed.

All who laugh behind your back,

When all they know is your name,

When your body goes slack,

And you don’t know who to blame.

The cuts that never healed,

And constantly new were made,

To the curses I fell and kneeled,

Crying and begging to end this hate.

The spit darts that rained,

The names that never seemed to end,

The blame game which was perfectly aimed,

And all the things which left you spent

But we only remember what we had,

When we have almost lost it,

That we only remember our mistake,

After we have been hit.

So don’t forget to remember when,

You weren’t drowning in the bad,

And if you are having a hard time, then,

Remember all the good times you had