scars and your skin




your skin is such a gold
in the sun, it glows
in the moon, it blows
extreme heat it has been through
nobody sees once it was an ore
so much in pain
so much it drained.
everybody just sees the glow
nobody wishes to talk about how did it grow.
so pure,
so smooth,
so exquisite,
i wish to endure.
i know it won't be in vain,
if i ask for your permission to stay;
to love and to appreciate;
every scar there,
nobody sees which you have been through
the visible ones every vulture wants to feed onto.
i know you will doubt if i really will stay
you will cry and smile a thousand times
and doubt, if again, you would just be a prey!

(not just to embrace your glow, I wish to heal the unhealed what you have been through)

Image courtesy: MS Artworks

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