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This poem focuses on BPD, Borderline Personality Disorder ~ and emotional turbulences associated with it. Inspired by the prompt " along with the thunder" sponsored by Edward Ibeh...

 

Along With The Thunder

R a i n ~ a misted mirror
coated in petrichor pain ~
fused with memories
pirouetting through the
veiled salt of the earth,
caressing the Pina Colada dreams
adrift in the icy-blue air,
amidst clouds soaked
in prismatic hues ~
arching like opalescent canopies,
to hide the despair I’ve draped
in dragonfly hues that no one knows
but the moon and his
merciful silver, forever stroking
the silken surface of s i l e n c e ~
homed within my 
           heart that aches…

And along with the thunder ~
came confetti of scars,
a piercing flash of metallic truth
revealing midnight rays
of how I’ve long been the storm ~
a murky sky of cracked constellations,
a rush of roaring torrents,
driving my thoughts to the honed
borderline of tremors and torture ~
teetering on forsaken fragility.

O dahlia dawn ~
I am the splitting tempest,
the spectral outline of
electrified lightning.
I taste the bittersweet flavors
of opaline stars ~
trembling in angst,
as fleeting sparks of the buried past,
too, feel the hurt beneath
the pansies of paradise,
where angels unfurl their
wings, sprinkling tears of hope
upon the battlefield of
shattered dreams,
lamenting the endless war
that burns in the olive-green
orchard of the grief-struck mind,
where fairy-lights
flicker neon hints of
prejudice through broken twigs ~
a pitiful perception,
amplifying the echoing embers
floating above puddles
of weathered lilies,
stained with dust and powder,
weaving a requiem for the
f a l l e n    jewels, 
walking through the trails
of bruises and tilted tulips,
bleeding poetry ~
beautified with
polychromatic phrases
and falcon ink that cuts
through paper promises,
leaving nothing but a restless reverie,
breathing in the quivering
        warmth of quietude…
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Ibeh Avatar
June 2, 2025 at 8:05 AM
Inky, heartiest congratulations on your top win in my contest with this masterpiece. It's always a delight to read you! I'm faving...
Beaufort Avatar
May 27, 2025 at 2:07 PM
IE, wondering if you're composing a series on various mental disorders. This seems to me to be painful like the previous poem on paranoid schizophrenia. I find it difficult to read these because I start to think I have these disorders. Fortunately, there's help available and the beauty of this writing is that your poetry could help someone recognize they should seek help. Of course, finding competent help is not so simple at all. Thank you for writing on this subject. It's thought provoking.
Hind Avatar
May 26, 2025 at 9:01 PM
Very poignant but a beautiful poem, Ink. As always. <3
Bordner Avatar
May 25, 2025 at 7:16 PM
They said you were broken because the hues of your eyes could not be predicted, they claimed you fragile for feeling the fright of love lost in withering worlds, they believed you were damaged by your own defense against the touch of duplicitous ice, but you were never defeated by the dark drama, you've always been the wise wound warm...J.A.B.
Empress Avatar
May 26, 2025 at 5:32 AM
Thank you very much, Justin
Goldsmith Avatar
May 25, 2025 at 9:46 AM
What an amazing write you have here. Great Picture... Life is not easy for many. "Good Luck" but you will not need it for this is a winner. Have a blessed day writing away..........
Empress Avatar
May 25, 2025 at 12:22 PM
Thank you dear paula so kind of you!
George Avatar
May 25, 2025 at 9:36 AM
Simply incredible! We both posted poems on the same topic and I find the difference when a gifted poet has dealt with the same theme. How your mind can always find such mind boggling metaphors- "along with the thunder ~ came confetti of scars, a piercing flash of metallic truth revealing midnight rays of how I’ve long been the storm ~ a murky sky of cracked constellations, a rush of roaring torrents," How powerful, poignant and soul piercing! I pray, such people suffering from BPD get instant relief that they can handle their grief in a way, it won't plunge them into depression. Kudos for this marvellous composition.
Empress Avatar
May 25, 2025 at 12:21 PM
Sweet valsa, i loves your poem! And you always make me feel like im good enough! So kind of you! Thank you for your empathetic response truly! Sending you light always
One Avatar
May 25, 2025 at 8:16 AM
I know a few people who have BPD, mainly women but a few men also... It can't be easy for someone who has this mental health condition and you have portrayed that through your words here... As always you do it in your own unique metaphorical style - There are some wonderful poetic lines here like, "caressing the Pina Colada dreams adrift in the icy-blue air" and "a piercing flash of metallic truth revealing midnight rays" which are quite graphic and really create imagery - bol in the contest.
Empress Avatar
May 25, 2025 at 12:20 PM
Thank you so much for reading and leaving an empathetic response on the theme of this poem. Appreciate your well wishes and its truly an honor. Sending you light always
Buhagiar Avatar
May 25, 2025 at 7:41 AM
What can one expect from a high ranking poet: incredible imagery and arguments thst resound. Anyway, can accept you have a personality disorder. Your poetry is sound.
Empress Avatar
May 25, 2025 at 8:03 AM
Thank you so much for accepting all personality disorders lol. Appreciate your kind support always
Andresen Avatar
May 25, 2025 at 7:00 AM
- "fleeting sparks of the buried past" ... we are more than the sum of our thoughts ... a deep poem, Ink - Best wishes in the contest :) - hugs
Empress Avatar
May 25, 2025 at 8:15 AM
Thank you so much dear anne lise, grateful for your support always
Lane Avatar
May 25, 2025 at 6:35 AM
I cannot imagine a mind that's so embroiled in chaos, shattered dreams and angst that thunder roars inside of it. The turmoil must be life shattering and the sounds so bellowing as to make one tremble with fear and despair. You've exposed that dark realm with compassion, Ink.
Empress Avatar
May 25, 2025 at 6:48 AM
Thank you so very much dear linnersz, i appreciate your unwavering support truly . Sending you light always
Rhymes Avatar
May 25, 2025 at 6:22 AM
I mean , only a strong soul can hold it together while battling with BPD…. Your poem made me understand it more . Thank you for sharing
Empress Avatar
May 25, 2025 at 6:52 AM
Thank you dahlin yes it seems so. Appreciate your understanding of it and comments
Onpaper Avatar
May 25, 2025 at 6:18 AM
misted mirror coated in petrichor pain.. adrift in the icy-blue air, ooo the angst!! along with the thunder came confetti of scars, oooo the imagery … borderline of tremors and torture teetering on forsaken fragility.. yssss come through alliteration .. sprinkling tears of hope upon the battlefield of shattered dreams, oo I love that line .. pitiful perception, amplifying the echoing embers floating above puddles of weathered lilies, love soft intensities u paint papi!! through the trails of bruises and tilted tulips, bleeding poetry beautified with polychromatic phrases and falcon ink… oooooooo dayum !!! Look at u goooo!! Absolutely stunning write papi
Empress Avatar
May 25, 2025 at 6:53 AM
Awn papi thank you always for your kind and generous comments ! Im grateful always
Liguori Avatar
May 25, 2025 at 6:15 AM
‘sprinkling tears of hope upon the battlefield of shattered dreams’…. So powerful. Your words touch my heart and soul so deeply. If only one could help the torments of BPD! Another brilliant masterpiece on the fragility of the mind. Fave for me.
Empress Avatar
May 25, 2025 at 6:54 AM
Thank you so very much dear robert; appreciate the comment and also fave: sending you light always
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