Ishaisms

Empath

I’ve given more fruits than I could,
and now my branches stoop,
with the weight of loss.

I thought I could heal by giving, and more giving,
and when the new seeds did sprout, regain what I’d lost.

But I’m tired.
I’m so tired…
I’m tired of this purpose Lord.
Maybe the saviour too needs saving after all…
Will you resurrect my spirit, and save my soul?

Oh this is no poetry, this is life,
there’s no poetry in reality, unless I fictionalise –
take a retreat to regroup, before I rise.

Β© Isha Garg

81 thoughts on “Empath”

      1. I’ve been better, thanks so much 😊 I usually post the sad poems after the moment has lived its death. I hope you’re well, Nandita!

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      2. I like that very much – after the moment has lived it’s death. I wish I could do that. I’m too impulsive for my own good, posting while I’m writing and preparing the funeral of my sad poems.
        I’m doing okay. At my mom’s home on a break. Unlearning and relearning that thing called love 😊

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  1. Ab kya bolun. I could understand. The problems with giving too much, and receiving too little. He takes care of everything in the long run. Don’t worry. 😊

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  2. What words πŸ’ŸπŸ’Ÿ …β€œI thought I could heal by giving” … yet, we can give by healing sweet one.
    It seems so simple, but there is an ocean of tears shed running blue, stretching beyond the horizon. It’s the narcissist who catches his reflection in the tears of the empath. And still we are willing to play such roles.
    You wear your heart on your sleeve and it is exquisite ❀️

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    1. That image of the narcissist catching his reflection in the empath’s tears… So well spoken! πŸ‘Œ I kept imagining the story of Narcissus, read years ago in a little fable with a lovely illustration. Little did I know then, I’d be meeting him in many forms throughout my life… I think you’ve been one of the few, rare, energy giving empaths in my life, Diana… I am indebted with gratitude, dear friend β€πŸ˜˜πŸ™πŸŒΌ

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      1. It’s a true, heartfelt pleasure knowing you sweet lady!
        You are more than welcome to a piece of my Armadillo suit whenever the toxic folk reveal their true selves, as they all eventually do….
        much love and positive energy always …<3

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      2. Amen to that!
        The Armadillo has saved me more times than you’ll know, and every time I count my blessings, I count you twice – The Wandering Armadillo and sweet Diana ❀

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      3. It’s a deal beautiful soul! Anything other than odd might turn my comments into a snooze fest an we can’t have that! Na-ah! πŸ˜˜πŸ‘‹πŸŒΉπŸŒΉ

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      1. Yeah we ruthless fans demand more blood..if not art πŸ˜›
        suckers love givers..and yeah good that you expect no sympathy πŸ‘Ώ

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      1. Of course, the dagger triggered the silver beast πŸ˜› but don’t be thankful, you have no idea how much time I spend in cleaning up the mess it creates.

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