Yes I bruise easily
And I flaunt it
As I wear my heart on my sleeve
So I hurt as much
No, I am not vulnerable
Maybe I am
But I wear these bruises
as a medal of honour
They remind me of
my struggle
Not the one outside
but the one within
It is the constant reminder
of what I have been through
and there is so much more to go
Making me stronger of heart & will
Don’t ask me to move on
these bruises are
What I am today
and how strong
I will emerge tomorrow.
A mother of two, Preeti Bhandari is a colloquial writer. She believes in simple living which reflects in her writings. As the Editor of Narisakti, she intends to use her vast experience to propel this platform to a cult status among entrepreneurial networks.
When not writing she is quilling, both with paper and thoughts.
Loved reading it. Good work
Thank you