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My Kingdom In Pieces
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Understanding How beautiful is it?
To have a child of your own
Rapunzel in a castel,
hier to the throne.
Yet for 23 years
being alone
was all she'd known-
long after her older sisters,
niece and nephew and
the rest of the family
had grown.
I gave my crown to
move to a new town, and
I still sit
upon my throne
with a family
who is content
with me just being
home.
Now I live with
the urge to say
"GET OUT OF MY WAY
I have a KINGDOM to SAVE!"
My Kingdom
is my home,
broken into pieces
a heart neither open
nor closed.
Your poem is very reminiscent
Your poem is very reminiscent of a line in T S Eliot's poem, The Waste Land: "These fragments I have shored against my ruin." The line is one of the few hopeful lines in the entire piece, but your poem demonstrates the process that he only alluded to.
Januarian (in Chrismation, Januarius)
fka Starward*Led