Wounded Pride and Happiness
     by Gayane Demirchyan

With my selfish reasons once again
I've broken her pride and mine
Proving myself to be yet a child

I’ve shattered her happiness in a fragile time
In a time of forthcoming happiness and fun
I cannot change my words or actions
I cannot make them leave my mind

Wishing it was my spirit wounded
Her broken face flashing in my mind
Guilt staining my heart
Sorrow running down from my eyes

Only if my words of love
Would save her sorrow
My mouth, not worthy to call her
Mother…


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Poem Copyright © 1998 by Gayane Demirchyan

 

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