Diamonds

Like unmined diamonds
Their feelings lay buried.
Their dazzling beauty, concealed.
Suppressed but perfectly preserved.
Unchartered, undisturbed.
Unexplored.

And it would take an explosion
To erupt their true exquisiteness,
The enchantment of these jewels
Would be unsurpassed, unparalleled;
But neither held the catalyst.
Neither would light the touch paper.

So there the rough diamonds lay.
Pure and magnificent.
Unhandled by human touch.
Unscrutinised, they held their enduring beauty.
Unfathomable enigma.
For all eternity.

Copyright  © Sophie Harrington (2017)




A poem from an old teenage years notebook.

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3 thoughts on “Diamonds

  1. Written with a grandeur that only a teenager could capture. It’s so passionate in a confused way trying to make sense of something so big.
    Really great piece…. you should be very proud of teenage you.

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