Cannot Be Seen

The bullet ripped through her chest,
Left her gasping till she wept.
It was loud, though no one heard a sound,
The pain made her fall to the ground.
“Help,” she whispered, tears brimming in her eyes,
“Help me,” she gasped, trying to find the truth, behind the lies.
The blood pooled around her, thick and red,
Her pain was beyond compare and her heart was heavy as lead.
“Stand up,” said everyone around her,
“You are brave, you are strong.”
“Stand up,” said everyone around her,
“The wound isn’t deep, the pain won’t be for long”.
So, she stood up-still bleeding, still hurting
Bandaged her wounds and cleaned up the blood.
It still hurt so she cried till her throat was straining,
But no sound could be heard.
She became the dying whisper in a joyous laugh,
She became a heavy weight on a sinking raft.
She became the fading shadow in the dazzling light,
She was the dying star in the soulless night.
I wish they helped her before it was too late,
I wish they tended to her wounds and not left them to fade.
I wish I was there for her if it is possible, indeed,
To save someone from something that cannot be seen.
                                                                                       ~Nimika B.

I was inspired to write this poem after reading e. lockhart’s book, “We Were Liars” because I loved the prose in that book. The author portrayed emotional pain as a physical form of injury which was just beautiful as it sent across the message of the intensity of the suffering people go through which is disregarded by so many as something not worth stressing over just as it’s not something that they can see physically. This might also be based on a friend whom I witnessed going through some tough times.
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6 thoughts on “Cannot Be Seen”

  1. This is beautiful and the language you used is stunning. You are a great writer and it’s amazing. You soon continue to do stuff like this. Also I love the emotions and detail in this poem, as though it was a novel.
    This is so packed with words with meaning and depth. As a writer, I want to say that this is really touching. Thank you for sharing.

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  2. This is beautiful and it’s amazing. You really know how to write and make it so real and detailed. Your inspiration is stunning and you are really creative. I have a older sister who does poetry and this is just beautifully brilliant. The story is emotional an sad, and this is something that attracts people’s attention. So thank you for sharing this with the word. As a writer, this is just pure talent.

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    1. Thank you so much! You have no idea how happy this message made me and made me want to carry this forward. I’m sure your sister is a brilliant poetess and I can’t wait to check your blog out too. Thank you.

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      1. Your welcome and one of your friends on Tumblr actually told me to check you out and you deserve all the love and support. Thank you and I hope you enjoy my blog.

        Also I would love for you to keep on going, I love reading poems and written pieces by other people, so thank you. Thank you for sharing.

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      2. Yes, my friend told me about your response on Tumblr and I was so touched that you bothered!
        I’ve written more on this blog so I hope you enjoy that too; it’s nothing too literary but I hope it works. 🙂

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      3. Thanks okay and thank you to your friend for introducing me to your blog. 🙂
        And I’ll be checking some of your stuff, it looks interesting.

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