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written inspired by the prompt "nadir" , contest sponsored by Edward Ibeh, Nadir, means the lowest point in ones lifes.. ans sometimes it is during your lowest points you see the true colors of people, and what they mean to you. 
 

When the smoky quartz sun slumbers into a cold winter, we see the aftermath of a garnet twilight, it is then, we find rose stars that refuse to abandon us in shivering solitude, and beneath snake-skinned skylines of nadir, we learn to appreciate the truest colors of nature…… Hope is but a hollow rope, hanging loose on empty lies~ splattered across eclipsed skies, and this aching heart sighs, singing to the fallen flowers, fading into depths of black-magic silence, for peace is a distant memory, frozen within pixelated Polaroids of poignant pain. I remember the night I was unplugged and strangled in toxic tremors, slipping into fatigued negligence, too tired of fighting a battle with no prudence, but no one hears the unspoken, amidst the tears that croon in tragic tunes. Now my mind is a muted mausoleum; weathered and withdrawn, impregnated with deceased dreams~ and remnants embalmed in poison ivy. Yet diabolical thoughts keep whirling through funeral chaos, to cloak my conscience in a glass casket of sleepless uncertainties, smothering the last breath I held. I do not seek an orchard blooming with butterfly orchids and pristine pansies, yet, somehow, I am the wrinkled willow~ awaiting dancing rays of diamond twilight. Perhaps this is how a poet grieves, writing epitaphs with bloodstained ink, when familiar faces are clothed in ivory farewells, to rest amongst the forgotten, away from the cruelty that creeps. I know not the synonyms for healing, the poems I’ve woven beneath starry skies now flow undone, and I am burning, in my crippling confusion, pondering why the sun is now a curse in disguise, why do I long to walk through forests of ruins, where the mauve moon was, when insomniac instruments of galaxies strummed broken strings of feathered fate. So take this poem, weave these words it into the final line of tasteless satires, streaming in the rhythm of zestless zenith, for I have no desire to pretend and play, or swirl and sway when all I knew now is a melancholic mystery untold. So listen to the rhapsody of tears~ I am a frazzled firefly, eloquently tangled in the ruthless roots of jinxed junipers.

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Date: 8/15/2024 12:56:00 PM
This is a beautiful poem eloquently expressed, heartfelt and one that pulls at our heartstrings, dear Empress! I love the use of creative vocabulary and technically rich writing which comes naturally such as this. Congratulations! ~ Regards // paul
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Date: 7/28/2024 3:43:00 PM
You floor me every time I read you, Inky. This is yet another masterpiece! Congratulations on your top win in my contest!
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Date: 7/28/2024 8:08:00 AM
Alliteration at its finest! You have one gorgeous mind for poetic device! Congratulations! Xo
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Date: 7/27/2024 9:00:00 PM
You are so blessed dear poet. Inspiring. Congratulations. happy writing.
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Date: 7/24/2024 9:18:00 AM
This language makes me feel the despairing feelings of being near one's nadir, or example: "Hope is but a hollow rope, hanging loose on empty lies~ splattered across eclipsed skies, and this aching heart sighs"
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Date: 7/17/2024 1:50:00 AM
You have written haunting memories so well I feel haunted. Your vivid metaphors have created an astounding picture. This is so great I feel like there are lots of connections to me and some really nice words I recognise. I love how it reflects on the search for healing and meaning in the midst of losses and hurts. "Now my mind is a muted mausoleum; weathered and withdrawn, impregnated with deceased dreams~and remnants embalmed in poison ivy." Amazing alliterations, I don't think there's hope-
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Tonye George
Date: 7/17/2024 1:54:00 AM
When anything is put into poison ivy. I very much love this piece and it feels like we were both thrown in the same colourless realm for this one. "I am a frazzled firefly, eloquently tangled in the ruthless roots of jinxed junipers." Oh my. You are so creative Dear Ink. I should feel the warmth of your brain and I don't think it's close to being warm. It burns! Best wishes for the contest.
Date: 7/16/2024 4:09:00 PM
A frazzled firefly. Now there is a phrase I never expected to see. Always you come up with the unexpected, Ink. The mood of your poem captures very well the feeling of being at ones lowest point!
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Date: 7/16/2024 10:20:00 AM
Gorgeous diction, I can feel your spirit all the time in your poetry, it's a gift- <3
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Date: 7/16/2024 8:34:00 AM
Dear Empress, I think you have really laid out some of the best emotions in your artistic piece. Emotions like grief, despair, and the wantonness to return to the beauty and move from the pain. I felt sad when I got to the end because of the resignation. But perhaps, just perhaps, acceptance will bring peace to the overall situation. I love it when a poem jostles my emotions, and yours has done just that. Artistry at its most excellent. An Emotional FAV! – Blessings, My Dear Friend, Daniel
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Date: 7/16/2024 8:21:00 AM
This is so raw and no coming back by the looks of it. It is strange, but sometimes bad luck just follows some people, and you can see why they call it a day. Cracking write.
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Date: 7/15/2024 4:40:00 PM
you laid it all out for me to feel your angst, fear, lust for life as if powerful words cannot contain your emotions ...beautifully handled, ink
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Date: 7/15/2024 1:10:00 PM
You are a frazzled firefly.. damn.. you have illuminated so much, you feel burned out by life... I could fee the angst in your words.. You poem describes the emotions of feeling helpless and seeing no hope in anything... I think Edward will love this poem and I like the fact you are showing brevity in your poems... There are so many wonderful lines in this poem, I like the fifth stanza the best about not wanting too much from life nor do you ask, yet you still suffer... The metaphors and vivid descriptive language in this poem make it a winner for me... One of your best dear poet..
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Silent One
Date: 7/15/2024 2:27:00 PM
I doubt they did...
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Ink Empress
Date: 7/15/2024 1:23:00 PM
Oh look who is commenting again hah! Soupers missed your poetic Presence. One of my best? Thats a massive compliment coming from you thank you silent one
Date: 7/15/2024 8:19:00 AM
"this aching heart sighs, singing to the fallen flowers," -- love that imagery! "So listen to the rhapsody of tears~ I am a frazzled firefly, eloquently tangled in the ruthless roots of jinxed junipers." -- Wow! Beautifully heavy. Another riveting read.
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Date: 7/15/2024 7:59:00 AM
smoky quartz sun slumbers into a cold winter,. Mmmm aftermath of a garnet twilight, yassss.. the imagery!!! Hope is but a hollow rope, hanging loose on empty lies.oo . no one hears the unspoken, amidst the tears that croon in tragic tunes. These hit the spot!! insomniac instruments of galaxies strummed broken strings of feathered fate. frazzled firefly, eloquently tangled in the ruthless roots of jinxed junipers. Woven with such grace.. effortless flow.. the heavinesss is gorgeous!!
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Date: 7/15/2024 6:20:00 AM
Gosh, so good. And am I seeing an effort to tone down a bit? Often, less is more. But I won't ramble lol. That second stanza is so poignant and easily my fave. You can picture someone who has reached the nadir in their life saying such things, giving up on hope. Another fave for me
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Ink Empress
Date: 7/15/2024 6:27:00 AM
Hah, i sometimes write for flash prompts on insta, and AP, 15 words and then elongate that to a poem. So opening line was written for “ hope “ and then i rambled as always . Haha I try to tone down. Gettin a fave from you is an honor. I ddnt know the word nadir until today. Haha thank you again
Date: 7/15/2024 4:41:00 AM
Now my mind is a muted mausoleum; Only a poet of high caliber could possibly come up with a serious equation such as this. Love your poetry, you excel every day in it. :)
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Ink Empress
Date: 7/15/2024 6:28:00 AM
You are too humble and sweet. Thank you so much sweet rose
Date: 7/15/2024 3:20:00 AM
Wow. I couldn’t stop reading this poem … it flows so well .
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Ink Empress
Date: 7/15/2024 6:28:00 AM
Ahah I wouldn know how to upload audios here still cant figure out how to post pictures and videos too
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Tom Woody
Date: 7/15/2024 6:16:00 AM
Wed love to hear inky do an audio. Stay on her Aura
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Ink Empress
Date: 7/15/2024 4:38:00 AM
Oh did you! Let me read it to you again haha thank you dahlin

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