Discovery

Fill my heart with this feeling
That encaptures the broken pieces.
I saw the clash of contraries,
A melding not mixing
Of the light and dark;
A powerful symphony.

Hollow and content,
Wandering till twilight
Hoping the answers will suffice.
Beautiful, as it wrecks the cynic;
What am I to make of existence?

Poet’s Note: Have you ever been stuck in crossroads due to simple choices? While there is white, black and grey, I feel like I’m often stuck in blue, locking myself out of everything. Or maybe just barricading myself inside? Oh well.

Mood music: Ben Howard – In dreams

Between the cracks

There are demons,
Before your very eyes,
Passing by,
A spark of anger
Whenever they rise,
Blinding the brilliant light,
Busting through the hearth of a child,
What do you do?

Mutiny,
Malice in your heart
Ruptures the black –
Paint it red
And paint it wide;
There is a shadow
That flows with time,
Break the bonds
And scream.

Mage of the dark,
Do you remember her dreams,
Her fears and call,
Fall beneath the whirlwind
Clad in black,
Glad to be back
Riding between the cracks,
Failing to fathom the laws –
The lands fall,
Destiny seems far.

Author’s Note: This poem is pretty dark since it is influenced by the recent happenings in my hometown. It was very painful for me, because a kid was sexually abused by grown men, who worked in close proximity to the child. Some parts of it resonated with my own experience. She’s doing better, and thankfully her parents listened to her. The scars may remain, but I hope she lives on to have a wonderful life. I’m including the picture with this poem, because the Japanese house exudes tranquility and peace.

If you guys have ever experienced any sort of abuse, please hang in there. There will be dark days, even a spiralling cycle. But you’re very brave, and are worth everything good that the world has to offer. I’m also open to talk, if you guys want to talk about your experience with me. You’re amazing, and I truly mean it.

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