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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.
Starward