Crown of Thorns
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Crown of thorns upon my head
Cutting thoughts, a mire of dread
Blood dripping, shards of glass
Endures the one who wears a mask
The heart enjoys no filter
Venom leaks, toxins burn
Gazing inward
Bruised, tired, spent.
Winds of time
Change like moods
Breath in
Breath out
Hold
Dead time
Begin again
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I thought so. Well, I have been there too many times. We humans must endure so much at times, but then I have such good friends to help me through like you.
Cutting thoughts indeed. It takes great skill to say so much in a short poem.
Yes indeed, but is the way and the light that we must all go through to find our way...Nicely done my dear...:O) Hugs
Ouch! Well I'm glad you can express it. I know that always helps me... sort of. Thank you Jewels.
Beautiful poem Jewels...despite the contents..good luck in feeling stronger.
Sometimes we must all "begin again." May your journey be a happy one!
i really enjoyed that.... i appreciate good poetry
One's own mind can be a formidable adversary. Excellent poem.
This is an amazing piece of poetry, well written.
Far too often we nail ourselves upon a crossroad, splayed between choices that stretch our very soul. We hang there indecisive, torn by the thorns of despair. Great write/hub
makes me want to seek out less painful directions in my journeys through life.~~MFB III
Glad I found you. Or that you found me through Shadesbreath. I will be checking out MFB also. Your poem, and his comment, struck a nerve. I'm 'nailed on a crossroad' at the moment. The battle to win control of one's thoughts seems to never end.
Well written piece Jewels; it struck me right away. I had to wonder about the heart which enjoys no filter, but tell me, is this because the first rational which allowed entry disagreed with the more scrupulous examination, perhaps in hindsight? I love it though, it is very real and personal, yet one that the reader can also personalize. Thanks.
nice poem. Simple but contain deep meaning.
Aye there's the rub...The good news is we have this great capacity for thought--the bad news--we have this great capacity for thought. Thank you for sharing yours. =:)
I'd be lying if I said I understood what the poem was saying. But the feelings that I get are ones of pain and anguish followed by understanding and a will to get back into the fight. Is that anywhere close?....or am I a dullard?
crappy poem with a score of 58 you might be prospered to remove it lol
I like it...scores don't matter at all... any poems I've written have stayed in the 50s. Two people who I think are among the best poets (Ralwus and Brenda) on Hubpages like it, that is what should count.
Snide people have little minds. LOL Hi Jewels. I like you poem. It has deep feelings in it.
Hey Jewels, good job on the poem. The snide remark from the person who choose to call your poem "crap" apparently has a limited mind. I'll agree with Lady Guinevere on the little minds aspect. LOL! As for the score? They always fluctuate anyways. I've some poems in the high 80's and some in the low 70's. It depends on what people want to read. Keep up the good work writing. :)
Nice poem, Julie
As for the troll - how anybody with so little writing talent can criticise the work of others is beyond me.
LOL Hanging out has got to be the best Christian ever. I won't comment on the poetry other than to say I liked it but am incapable of appreciating poetry. 195 hits for a poem sounds like a lot to me too.
Oh...really good. wish i knew which troll.
Take off those thorns my Dear! I think you're free! Great write! I may have that dejavoodoo stuff. I read this before. Great read again! Thank you Ma'am!
Jewels, for what it's worth, I think your poem has impact and what else does one want from artistic writing? If someone of limited writing ability makes a negative comment, or whether the ability is out of the ordinary, the impact remains the same. Poetry is personal and to be able to relay personal thoughts so clearly makes us what we are.






























ralwus 2 years ago
Oh my. Who has crucified you dear Jewels? Who has done this terrible painful thing to you? I wish you well my friend.