The Story Of Scars

By Parvati Uppala

Scars are the silent bonds of pain and memory

Threads of past stitched into future as treasury

Learn to accept scars for who they verily are

Embrace and twine them into your life’s memoir

Scars make good neighbors, with stories to share

Long tales engraved with chapters of wisdom rare

They never sleep as they are destined to stay awake

Till they are swallowed by shadows that dark make

When you dream, scars slide from the skin

Like fading echoes dissolved from within

They reappear once you awaken from dream

Like shadows revived in the noon’s gleam

Scars never lie as they are witnesses of your battles

And testified the storm that quivered your rattles

They are the face of the strength you endured

Each one is a count of the combats you secured

You cannot command a scar to leave or drive it away

For it strikes back stronger and grows deeper to stay

It made your skin its shelter for a sweet while

With time it drifts away to a distant mile

They hold assemblies, cast votes to bestow their awards

On the boldest, the oldest, the longest, the grandest of scars

The contenders range from knee scar to elbow char

Joined by ankle star, forehead spar, and arm avatar

By Parvati Uppala