If my ribcage were a wishbone…

Poetry

If my ribcage were a wishbone,
To give a second chance,
To my battle scarred heart,
Or I had some magic potion,
To heal all my bleeding wounds,
I would be tempted to use them all,
To once again, feel new and whole.

But I would fight past my temptations,
And wear my battle scars with pride,
As blood drips down my battered body,
With bullet holes and arrows hanging,
I shall hold my head high,
For all the battles, I valiantly fought,
I survived, and I thrived.

It would be easy to forget it all,
Patch up the scars and wear a mask.
But why would I ever choose to pretend,
When I have a glorious story to tell?
I don’t need magic to heal me,
I’m magical, and so is my journey.

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61 thoughts on “If my ribcage were a wishbone…

  1. We are the sum of our experiences, both good and bad. To ignore or deny either one is not the whole picture of who we are. A beautifully captured and worded idea, Shreya! Well done!

    1. Thank you so much, Brad! Really means a lot to me. We truly are a culmination of all our experiences, they shape us and make is who we are. πŸ₯°πŸ₯°πŸ₯°β€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈπŸ€—πŸ€—πŸ€—πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’–

    1. Thank you so much, Joe. So glad you liked it. And wow!! I admire your work. Take care of yourself and the children. You’re such a beautiful person. πŸ€—πŸ€—πŸ€—πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’–

    1. Really means a lot to me, Prerna. So glad you like it. Thank you so much! πŸ₯°πŸ₯°πŸ₯°πŸ€—πŸ€—πŸ€—πŸ€—β™₯️β™₯️β™₯️β™₯️

  2. I don’t need magic to heal me,
    I’m magical, and so is my journey.

    How Beautifully you ended this!
    I am amazed really!

    Hope things are fine over there, take care Shreya!

      1. Things are fine here! How are you doin? I heard it from Bharath and Anushka that you are upto publishing a collection of poetries, I am excited for same!

      2. I’m so much better now. About the poetry collection, it’s on halt. Got a new job… Soo…
        πŸ™ˆπŸ™ˆπŸ™ˆ
        Seems like I’ve been out of WP for soooooo long! πŸ™ˆπŸ™ˆπŸ™ˆπŸ™ˆ

  3. SMiLes Deeper We Dive
    Now We Appreciate Air
    More Coming Back
    To Surface
    Weight
    Of the
    Ocean
    Will Seem
    Less indeed
    Breathing in
    Balance Magic
    No Permissions
    Needed DarK
    Or LiGHT🌊😁

    1. πŸ€—πŸ€—πŸ€—πŸ€—πŸ₯°πŸ₯°πŸ₯°πŸ₯°πŸ₯°β™₯️β™₯️β™₯️β™₯️β™₯️β™₯οΈπŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’–

  4. Yet another beautiful poem where WOW seems too weak.
    I wonder if Roget made a thesaurus of superlatives, I need one If I wish to continue commenting on your most excellent work wothout being too redundant.
    Thank you for all your hard work, and all you do.

    1. Thank you soooo much, dear! Super duper sorry for such a late reply. Have been off WordPress for a while. How have you been? πŸ€—πŸ€—πŸ€—πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’–

      1. I’m well, wishing for more than well for you.
        Fortunately there is still a good portion of your old posts I haven’t yet read, so I still get my regular “fix”.

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