I am under the impression that

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pain is invisible.
It can only be felt.
Its less than sympathetic heart rewinds lost moments;
buries one deep beneath the surface.
It dances across the skin,
leaving a trail of mauve affection— why does it come?
Why can’t it be seen?
Ragged at the edges, irrelevant, forgotten
and dismissed; it marks the soul first then body follows.




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Day Fourteen ~ Invisible

Posted for Play It Again @ Real Toads

14 Replies to “I am under the impression that”

  1. I like the way the poem runs from the title directly into the first line. having had first-hand dealings with pain in many forms, i can really relate to this depiction.

  2. I, too, can relate to your words. How often I‘ve wanted the invisible to be seen if only for a moment of comfort❣️👏🙏

    1. I agree, we can only see our/another’s reaction to it. I am so glad you liked that the title is part of the poem, Susie 😀 it was spontaneous 💄❤️

  3. … and if it scars it will remind you forever …
    “…buries one deep beneath the surface.
    It dances across the skin..”
    That reminds me of the Scabies under the skin worm. Good write, Sanaa.
    Stay Safe

  4. The invisibility of pain….it is for some. Others wear their pain visibly because it ravages the body as well as the soul.
    Excellent take on the prompt.

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