A Black Swan
While drowning in a sea of sadness
I drowned a sea of sorrows inside me.
From the pools of ebony
I emerge anew as...
...A Black Swan...
...for I have discovered black pearls
hidden in shells of mysteries
between myth and truth
beneath a whirlpool of oblivion
that whirls within my core.
I will merrily swim through my tears
and I will boldly soar over my fears
for I have embraced my true essence
as I have eaten those black pearls -
the power of my discovered art
that now rushes through my veins
and gushes out of my heart
as inky black blood.
From my heart I will pour out
the pain that will beautifully paint
papers blank white
with my doleful poems and songs.
My quills are my feathers,
I will shed while I dance unabashedly
to the rhythm of my soulful tune.
I will create art out of my broken heart
before forevermore is forever gone.
On a prickly stem of thorns
a beautiful rose blossoms and sways.
In a mine full of drab coals,
under pressure and heat
forms a shining bright diamond.
Larva is what grows out to be a butterfly.
From the womb of pain art is born.
My sufferings cannot cage me anymore
for I am...
...A Black Swan.
Date: 08/29/2022
Note: For the contest (Free Verse - Old Or New) by Joseph May.
*Placed First*
Copyright © Afzal Nusker | Year Posted 2022
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