Double Life
Soaring as high as a kite
Head in the clouds
Heart racing, feeling giddy
Until the darkness enshrouds
Living dually
in darkness and light
Freedom rationed
Day is sometimes night
Happiness snatched away
In an instant
Scorned for indulgences
Always persistent
Sometimes trapped in limbo
Unsure of where to go
Nerves stretched to the limit
Then kneaded like dough
Moments of ecstasy
Outweighing the agony
Living for the highs
Risking the calumny
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
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Kite
Dough
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freedom rationed has me aching to be set free – bittersweet poetry Christine
Thank you Gina. For some reason I feel this person’s pain in her trap 😢
to understand another’s struggle is so noble Christine
Thank you Gina. Empathy is in most of us, thankfully 🙂
The agony and risk – so worth it
I couldn’t agree more Paul 🙂
Such a beautiful poem Christine!
“Moments of ecstasy
Outweighing the agony”
Thank you dear G. You are so kind to me 💕
My pleasure, Christine 🙂