Does anything
cut deeper than love?
Like glory, your scars
envelop your pride.
And the lessons you
learn are fluffy, left to
feed hungry philosophers,
and budding poets
who spend extra words
to seek meanings.
**
Wrote it after a friend said, ” Scars teach us what life cannot.”
A Journey Called Life ... 
14 responses to “Scarred”
Hi Archita, I’ve nominated you for the creative blogger award. I hope you accept awards. Please check the link at https://normashilpi.wordpress.com/2015/06/11/thank-you-for-the-creative-blogger-award/. I would be delighted if you could accept the award but due to time constraints if you choose not to then also it’s perfectly understandable.
Thank you so much, Norma. I accept your award wholeheartedly. Congratulations on your award winning too.
Thanks for accepting the award Archita. 🙂
Sigh! O’ beautiful poet, this is a touching piece of writing….
Arjun, where are you nowadays? Photographing the beautiful world? 🙂 Thank you so much for the comment. I felt super glad.
happy….happy, happy to read your poem, you’ve evolved!
Aged. 😦 But thank you so much. Hope you’re well.
so are we and you are beautiful person waiting for a new trigger!
Inspiration! Rage, scars, memories are great inspirations, I guess.
Stunning. My favorite line is: And the lessons you
learn are fluffy, left to
feed hungry philosophers.
Seriously! To learn lessons who needs more scars? 🙂 Thank you so much for having a favorite line. 🙂
What a stunning sky and that poem really tweets my thought processes x
This sky is California’s most beautiful feature. 🙂 Thank you for the comment, Justine. We think alike.
🙂 x