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Severed ties of the Sun

I divorced the cirrus heat
that once laced the sky with fire,
carrying searing sins of
the scorching sun ~
burning the soft bronze of my melanin;
an unabated rage,
a labyrinth of blooming lilac,
an assortment of angst,
a library of healing lullabies
homed beneath the glass-skin silence
of my quivering chest~ 
like wind through cathedral clusters,
a poison to my psyche,
too bright for the darkness that dwells.

But perhaps it is in eclipsed spheres
I thrive in comfort~ 
attain nirvana
through sketched peace lilies 
drawn in stillness. 

Now I’ve found inner 
nectarine ingredients~ 
a recipe for resilience
to pollinate my passion,
to compose myself,
to uncloud storms
by marrying the
moon in my conscience~ 
painting citrine and topaz
on the pillows where I weep,
in seclusion and solitude.

Here, stars of solace ~ I do breathe~ 
a self-consolation that needs
no granular words scratching
the inner walls of the throat chakra.

O beloved, forgive my need
to see through the haze
that has been fogging
the fluorescence of your aurora horizon.

My woe ~ a broken vow,
my ache ~ a bleeding wound,
my grief ~ your scar~ 
a suffocating scarf,
a burden I relieve you of with severed ties,
letting go amidst the love
that still flutters in Luna sparkles…

You were a hallucinatory
hymn of dawn ~ beautiful, yet bruised,
and I am silver thread
tied to the oblivion of diamond dusk,
basking in the raining remedies,
seeking floriated meadows,
lost in the breeze of
sea-kissed azure~ 
an awakening: to trade venom for vigor,
like the unfurling of sakura
in the warmth of spring’s splendor,
brushing away crystals
    of mulberry-black ice
when cold are the conversations
left unread and dried
between misinterpreted metaphors...

Sometimes, farewells are healing,
moving on ~ a contemplative prayer,
the spiritual pilgrimage
toward embracing clarity and zen.

For there, in the vintage
forest of forsaken violets,
wilted petals are watered
with tears and roseate radiance,
and, in the ruins of
pixelated promises,
we will learn to linger in
the luminous reveries of love ~ evermore...
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Bordner Avatar
May 19, 2025 at 5:23 PM
Sometimes two people need to run to the opposite ends of Love's forest so to understand why they want each other...your dreamy poem makes me think of this Poetess. "Homed beneath the glass skin silence of my quivering chest..."...J.A.B.
Hind Avatar
May 17, 2025 at 4:55 PM
I don't know how you always write with such melody- that's the best way I can put it. It's beautiful as music. A wonder, dear Ink <3
Alhemaidy Avatar
May 17, 2025 at 1:40 PM
Great and lovely poem!
Onpaper Avatar
May 17, 2025 at 10:00 AM
laced the sky with fire, Ooo that is gorgeous … glass-skin silence of my quivering chest like wind through cathedral clusters,.. ooo that made me gasp for air.. so sexaaaaay! compose myself, to uncloud storms by marrying the moon in my conscience.. oh wow that’s freaking brilliant!! forgive my need to see through the haze that has been fogging the fluorescence of your aurora horizon. Damn papi the way u make emotions move from these lines!!! trade venom for vigor, Mmmmm! farewells are healing, oh yes!! moving on mmmhmmm child!! a contemplative prayer, tell em!!! This piece is an absolute beauty papi!
Gasun Avatar
May 17, 2025 at 9:30 AM
Amazing poetry as always my dear poet friend Ink. I love how you expressed angst/pains beautifully and creatively and I love the beautiful/hopeful ending. I enjoyed immensely reading your masterpiece before going to bed. Thanks a lot for sharing along with your loving visit in one of my poems. TYTYVVM. God bless you always and your poetry. Hugs
Poet Avatar
May 17, 2025 at 8:41 AM
A new heartfelt song is born with every love, and love inherently delivers a melody. Similar to how sakura blossoms on a tree symbolize rebirth, the loss of a flower's petals heralds the arrival of a new bud—a love. This is my favorite: "Now I’ve found inner nectarine ingredients~ a recipe for resilience, to pollinate my passion," "in the vintage , forest of forsaken violets, wilted petals are watered , with tears and roseate radiance" . Your poetic expressions of profound wisdom, are just wonderfully crafted. Best wishes and good vibes sent your way.
Lane Avatar
May 17, 2025 at 6:40 AM
You write of the woes, aches and grief of divorce in such a gentler way than I could ever express, Ink. Flower petals wither and fall, but when a new bud appears, a new love... there's a renewal of life as if sakura on a tree. Love always brings with it a melody, and with each love comes a new song from the heart.
Empress Avatar
May 17, 2025 at 9:28 AM
Ahh such a poetic comment dear linnersz, thank you so much, for this thoughtful and encouraging comment! Truly grateful always
Seeker Avatar
May 17, 2025 at 4:40 AM
“pollinate my passion” ~ this and many more exquisite poetic expressions make this an enchanting cathartic write that tugs at the heart and liberates the soul.
Empress Avatar
May 17, 2025 at 6:21 AM
Its an honor to receive your kind support and comments always dear seeker. Thank you for understanding the depth of this poem. Sending you light always
Rhymes Avatar
May 17, 2025 at 4:24 AM
Sometimes, farewells are healing, moving on ~ a contemplative prayer, the spiritual pilgrimage toward embracing clarity and zen. Well said ! Wise words expressed through poetry
Empress Avatar
May 17, 2025 at 6:21 AM
Awn thank you dahlin for quoting what you liked! Always appreciate you visiting just my poems haha
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