Damp down

To be trodden down


By those you hold dear

No matter what you say

Their strength takes over

You have no say

Nor can be heard

Just as it was

When my shopping was thrown to the floor

And the bad words shouted at me

So I’m ignored

In darkness


The only thing to do

Is to go

And leave them

Go far away

As far as possible

Or bury deep

In the soil

All this cruelty

I can’t take it

Just as their fathers mind

It’s just the same

It is easy to tread on me

With my soft bones

And their loud voices

I pray to sleep ….


Author: Rosy

I became interested in poetry and try to write about things from my heart that are associated with events in my life or events going on in the World at large or closer to home. I am a visual artist and still am to a certain extent having exhibited some of my work as a visually impaired artist using sponges to paint. I have lost most of my eyesight in recent years to advanced glaucoma and my vision is now very limited I am finding my creativity now evolving in writing poetry and hope to publish my own book of verse in the future. I have a blog page on Wordpress where I share my poetry, art, photography, thoughts and favourite quotes and prayers at https://rosypoems.com

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