Blinded By The I

Published May 3, 2012 by Malena
photo by Maria Grujicic

photo by Maria Grujicic

I was alone with the sun
And it shone on me
The colors of its rays
Set me free
But I didn’t die
And I was made to be free
The I
Blinded the free
Hope cut
Blood vessels free
Blood roamed
And I was left all alone
With the sun
As it shone on me

By Maria Grujicic
Artist name, Malena

The poem above can have various meanings, perspectives and interpretations. It has my own personal meaning, that of sadness felt… it will pass, and a phase. It was fulfilling to be able to put emotions into words.

Thank you for reading.

11 comments on “Blinded By The I

  • Amaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaazing!!!
    My a’s will never be ending for this poem and the comment box will also be short for my a’s.
    Well sis, this is truly asombroso.
    And where’s that spanish that you have written? I want to read that too.

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