@olawalium 8 November 2020 more from that month

Poetry: Luxury of The Brokenhearted, II.

​Image Source.​​​ https://www.pexels.com/photo/red-daisies-and-pink-roses-with-text-overlay-904623/ *Like a saviour amid turbulence,* *rescuing from the accident by incidence.* *To the dim eyes, she's like a magnifying lens,* *extracting from our more and adding to our less,* *to her, the lonely hearts bless.* *She is the tall fence against the world,* *the low fence between depression and her friend.* *The strong resistance against speaking up,* *the weak immunity to solitude.* *The silent mouths see her as their defence.* *She is the soothing music to the muse less,* *the twin sister of inspiration,* *the sound of the silent,* *the glittering gold of the poor and rich,* *the motivation that keeps the tired moving.* *The wealth of the brokenhearted,* *the riches of the punctured and tortured,* *the voice of the voiceless,* *the world of the companionless,* *poetry is indeed the luxury of the broken-hearted.* ​This Post First Appeared Here.​​​ https://hive.blog/hive-114105/@olawalium/poetry-luxury-of-the-brokenhearted-ii Thank you for your time. My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease. Still me, My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer. Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today: doctor's order.