I am lost

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Laden with gifts
life is a burden
to be borne.
Guard the gifts
shield them
care for them
adorn them and 
wrap them.
Scared of the scars
you stop using them
What use is a life 
that only earns 
admiration
but no real love
or warmth?
Lost am I
with all these gifts
filling up my 
life.

There was a time....

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There was a time when
beauty was a burden
to me:
to be carried and cared for,
to be receiving gazes, appreciative
admiring and aggressive too.
Then my body one day
whispered to me:
You are the gift and the gifted,
truth breathed life into your cells
so celebrate and fulfill your destiny.
That was the time.....

There are times..

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You know how it is...
there are times
when 
I can't do a thing
except think of you
and countless gifts
you gave and 
the endless wait
and the nameless 
pain that 
I carry
and then I am 
lost,
it seems, for ever
until the soft breeze
caresses.