''Being Bipolar Is Like a Rose'': a Tanka-Sequence Poem
Being bipolaris like a Rose whose bloom is
missing some petals:
but her color is deeper
than all the other roses.
She may never be
part of a "perfect" bouquet:
but her rich pigment
is a rare, precious paint for
Da Vinci's "Mona Lisa."
Alas! She might not
be like the long-stemmed lily
from the dells of life:
but her scent is the choicest,
and makes the finest perfumes.
Being bipolar,
therefore, is like a Rose that's
missing some petals:
but her savor is sweeter
than all the other roses.
Poetry by Ngoc Nguyen
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Written on 2018-11-30 at 20:52
Tags Rose Tanka Bipolar
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