Never Hugged




Never hugged
As a child,
She yearned
For touch
From everyman,
To sate
Her neverending
Need,
Abyss,
Abberation.

Never hugged
As a child,
She never knew,
Just what to do,
When embraced.

How long
To clinch?

How long
To hug?

How hard
To press?

She never knew,
Quite what to do,
When in an embrace.




Poetry by Esti D-G The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2010-07-01 at 23:20

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John Ashleigh The PoetBay support member heart!
We take embrace for granted, indeed. Thanks for writing this.

Your friend,
John.
2011-03-04


Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
So true, children need affection, to see it experience, otherwise how can they grow as people ? If you don't receive affection in those vital years, then it will be sought in the wrong places

Elle x
2010-07-02


Stan Cooper The PoetBay support member heart!
How terribly sad and how beautifully written

xxx Stan
2010-07-02