Your Silent Guardian

Blood carelessly drips from your open scar
While in darkness you fade like a dying star,
I know you’ve been tortured by your fate’s sin
For I feel your soul bleed from within.

You might feel like an incomplete symphonic verse
Or perhaps like a lost star outcasted from a universe,
But my precious don’t stray away in sadness too far
For you are an entire universe blossoming within a star.

You might not see my face in happy times
You might not hear me while drinking delightful wines,
But when your demons scream on a depressing night
I’ll be holding your hand in your every fight.

So my precious, come & frivolously hold my hand
The agony of your aching soul I truly understand,
& unconditionally I’ll protect you, from every danger
For I’m your silent guardian & not a stranger.

Note: I’ve always felt that rather than asking for a blessing for ourselves, we should aim to be a blessing in someone else’s life. A blessing whose presence they might not see, hear or feel all the time, but they know that their blessing will be there for them when they need him/her the most. Whether I’m a blessing in someone’s life or not that is something I can’t comment on ( I certainly wasn’t a blessing in the life of my high school math teacher with the kind of headaches I might have given to her as a student lol xD ) but I certainly do try my best to protect my loved ones as a silent guardian. So this poem is an extension of my sentiments towards my loved ones (Family, friends, fellow bloggers & followers) hoping to convey that I guess I might not be able to flamboyantly express my love towards you, but deep down I do sincerely care about sustaining your smile.

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14 thoughts on “Your Silent Guardian

    1. Well I’ve lost quite a lot in life, if i can mange to touch some lives & win some hearts then that would certainly imbue me with a sense of happiness. Thanks Deborah for your readership & love ❤

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    1. Yes to me love isn’t about taking selfies and bragging about it to the world, but to me its an emotion much more deeper than that.. Hence i liked the ‘old fashioned concept’ of love that is silent but meaningful. That’s the kind of love that doesn’t emphasizes on flaunting to others, instead its purity propagates with a sense of divine purpose. 😊 Thanks for your readership and support. Im glad you liked the poem. 😀

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