I take pride in my profound beauty: A poem 

I still have my limbs and arms 

The wooden photo-frames and metal charms 

A few gemstones and many tomes 

And intuition flying in my mind like drones 

No matter if I’m impoverished, I still hold good 

Being fair is an ideal and act, never trespassing I would 

I have never been impressed by easy wealth or loot 

I think everyone should get what they deserve, though I never could 

I cast wisdom’s net into a sea of experience 

And it makes a big world of difference 

The radiation of the streets distanced by a shield 

The rejection and denial swept off my little wistful field 

There came a time when I pined for what romance brings 

A walk with clasped hands, a shy turtle with wings 

There are movies based on love, and, for it, the sacrificings 

It didn’t matter if I missed romance, there were other big things 

Thanks, I still have my limbs and arms 

as I put a stone on my heart with empty palms 

Time limps amid loneliness, I can whisk its longevity 

and wrap it under my bed linen and feel a profound beauty 

Published by montecyril

Hi, I am Monte Cyril Rodrigues and live in Melbourne, Australia. I am a retired journalist. I have been diagnosed with schizophrenia. I've had voices and visions all my life. I think it is a spiritual experience, my doctors think otherwise. I am a deeply spiritual person and keep having experiences with otherworldly realms.

One thought on “I take pride in my profound beauty: A poem 

  1. This made me cry Bro. Its sad , but you are beautiful and graceful about wjat life has dished you . But your kingdom await s

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