You Held My Fragile Heart

A poem for my son

Priyanka Srivastava
Oct 14 · 1 min read
Photo by Tim Mossholder on Unsplash

You heard me and didn’t say a word
you held me when you heard me.
Sometimes just being there counts,
today dear son you heard me aloud.

I shared with you as if you will help
you heard me and tried to be strong.

Sometimes your mother is not the same,
today you were the mountain
which held my fragile heart.

From The Poet's Heart

Poetry is beyond rules especially not just restricted to pain. Poetry is all about emotions, experiences, compassion and realizations. Come, let's together make a difference. Through words and verse.

Priyanka Srivastava

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with too many things in my head i write to sort it all till the sky is empty and there’s no poetry

From The Poet's Heart

Poetry is beyond rules especially not just restricted to pain. Poetry is all about emotions, experiences, compassion and realizations. Come, let's together make a difference. Through words and verse.

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