yes broken strings seem hard to grasp but often the sweetest flowers bloom-well done

Ah, but those broken strings help write some darn good poetry! Beautifully written.

This is stunning, like the heart just giving up because there is not a thing to play on.
Blessings,
Christine

I feel as if there is a boundary being set against someone or something; perhaps, this is a statement that, you will always be dark, in spirit, no matter how good someone can or will be with you. Well, darkess does have its appeal; thus, I am sure there are some who would welcome it.

Beside my excess of guesswork, I love the dark aura, and the short, mysterious, essence of your poem. Great to read something like this in the Den! Enjoy creating, always, Ragno Donna ....

Such sadness for a young person to have. I shall send you healing vibrations, along with positive energy..

May your heart not sting but be renewed.

Peace, love and light,
Amber "V"

Well expressed, Ragno.

John

Truly this sings in sadness, so much said in a few lines..well done~
Christine

A closet full of broken strings is a closet full of razors. Cool poem.

Ah, those broken strings. What would life be without them. They build character. Sorry you had your brain shaken. Haha!

I have many broken strings in my lifetime. Thanks for sharing yours.
Fine writing, again.


GOD BLESS YOU
TONY

excellent choice with the italian. -beautiful poem well written.

Rather like a chinese 4 line poem.

Forever singing the saddest notes, with her broken string.

Your verses have given me pause for reflection, Ragno. You bring to mind an angel. Thank you. Love and best wishes,

Regis