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Bruised Spirit

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Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons

memories of melancholia

bury my passion to exist

the thick of fog blurs my mind

I am my own puppet

yet without control

my hard-spent days

a riddle

of the

past

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #108

-Eugenia

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22 replies

  1. rosejfairchild
    10/10/2019 • 10:41 pm

    I feel like this perfectly describes a lot of my recent days.

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  2. Reena Saxena
    10/11/2019 • 12:15 am

    “My hard-spent days … a riddle of the past” …. So evocative!

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Reena Saxena
    10/11/2019 • 12:30 am

    Reblogged this on Reena Saxena and commented:

    Bruised Spirit …. by Eugenia

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Sadje
    10/11/2019 • 12:34 am

    You have captured the feelings so well.

    Liked by 1 person

  5. ivor20
    10/11/2019 • 6:53 am

    These two lines resonate loudly, …..although today my bells did chime……

    Liked by 1 person

  6. utahan15
    10/11/2019 • 12:34 pm

    rage
    from mycage
    messy car
    near not far
    and the lingo
    was obscene

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  7. V.J. Knutson
    10/11/2019 • 9:49 pm

    Oh, I feel this, Eugenia.

    Liked by 1 person

  8. Lakshmi Bhat
    10/13/2019 • 3:37 am

    Well expressed. Life must seem so difficul in such circumstances.

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  9. Susi Bocks
    10/21/2019 • 10:12 pm

    Oh lovely! That ballerina just going around and around, great image to reflect the feeling of life being out of your control. Good job, Eugenia!

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