Tag: friendship

Whispers

she felt like home,
but my home
was a destitute palace
of mixed feelings
and misunderstandings;
how many hearts shattered
within the confines of our walls;
broken dreams
and bruised egos

another dance to be danced
without knowing how to lead;
we veered and teetered
occasionally finding our footing
in the form of hopeful futures
and faraway places

Crafting similarities
like one casts spells in the dead of night
we sought out reflections
in pools of half-truths
but like deer in headlights
we could never fully grasp
the vastness of the painting

Though heartache and held hands
we wanted to climb mountains
and break barriers
free us from ourselves,
with writhing realities biting at our heels

We burned each other at the stake
shot blame like bullets
hid in the caves of our hurt
incapable of reaching up and out
beyond the stories in our bodies

In time, perhaps we’d have seen
each other
been able to meet somewhere
in the middle
instead of losing ourselves
in the distance

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Patience

I am no longer a volcano.
I am a seething rage of cool existence;
a deep burn, one that ignites the soul.

A liberating flurry of flames,
destroying all to better begin anew.
Two steps ahead of the phoenix,
I’ve already planted the seeds
to help my inner-world flourish.

I am no longer at your mercy,
but gently pressing
against the walls of my own being.
Reappropriation is like laughter:
it bounces off walls,
and its imperceptible power
fills your heart with joy;
a glitter bomb
exploding in your soul.

A Universe unto myself
my expansion is continuous.
I’ve set my mind free
and let the cage of my past
dissolve like ashes in the wind.

I can taste the colours again,
soak up the love in their eyes,
savour the silence…
dance ’till I drop,
scream at the top of my lungs,
fall into passionate embrace,
let my heavy eyes rest,
and do it all over tomorrow.

I can feel the lead of a pencil
sigh as I press down onto paper,
feel the temperature of colours
when they meet, swirl and mix;
and the words trickle like dewdrops,
as they roll off the pages of my mind.

I now remember
the untarnished power
of finding beauty in the now,
the stars, the sun, the wind;
and the radiant smiles
of those who populate my world.

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