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Written for " the person that I used to be" sponsored by silent one. 

The person I used to be

As you start to walk out on the way, the way appears.- Rumi
Tonight, I speak to the moon, lunar verses echoing the piercing lyrics of an aching heart. Its crystal wings softly kiss the sea line in silence, releasing silver ripples of renaissance, while the sun awaits another dahlia dawn, graced by delicate symphonies of fairy-feathered fantasies. Time is a treat ribboned with truth and testaments of melted monsoons, left as souvenirs of the past, on shimmering shores of fragile flowers. I was once a broken ballad, bruised and battered like an ornament left on a haunted island, where every breeze felt like the seething sounds of sirens, awakening demons within my chrysalis psyche, to cloud the horizon painted with pigments of peace. Trust was an ink blot I spilled upon oceans of blue-black pearls, oblivious to the cracks and faded glows of opalescence, for I was a naive target of narcissistic daggers, caressing my skin with pestering perceptions. As I wore my wounds like corsets crocheted with crooked compassion, too eager to embrace wrathful winds~ bursting forth infernal flames, while drenched in the subtle dews of raging rain. If I were to tell the world the person I used to be, could I write without my fingers trembling, without the weakened words of weariness that weighed me down? For I knew not what love was, and I knew not dreams of strength, runes of resilience, or the unbreakable gravity of forgiveness. Yet I rise, beyond faceless ghosts, soaring above nameless streets of pointless thoughts. I am now everything I was not; I am both shadow and light, seeking and waltzing to the music of my own magical fight. So remember, the furs and claws, the water and fire, outlining the garnet~ aura of my ambient existence.
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Goldsmith Avatar
October 17, 2024 at 9:05 AM
Congratulations on your win. WOW!!! I enjoyed reading your wonderful write. This week is a fun moon. It could be tonight. Last night was very pretty... Have a wonderful day/weekend writing away.....................
One Avatar
October 12, 2024 at 4:56 AM
You are an empress of emotions...How you weave your word with adjectives, alliterations and metaphors is always unique and adds to deep and emotive feel of this poem, which many will resonate with... It is a honest journey of transformation.. I like how you express rising from the depths of pain and self-doubt into a place of self-awareness and resilience... Fills my heart with joy that you have a strong character and do not let life break you and so quickly you move one... Congratulations
One Avatar
October 12, 2024 at 4:56 AM
Congratulations on your first place in the contest...
Beaufort Avatar
September 28, 2024 at 10:24 AM
IE, this is a wonderful psychological exploration documenting the formation of you in poetic terms. It's a fun adventure to see all the pitfalls described as features of nature, which we know can distract us from becoming what we desire. A real pleasure and makes me smile internally. Reading your work is a great for all our mental health!!!
Hind Avatar
September 27, 2024 at 4:38 PM
Lovely work....beautiful epiphanies....<3
Seeker Avatar
September 21, 2024 at 7:39 PM
Loved the poem and the outstanding Rumi quote too
Jama Avatar
September 20, 2024 at 9:48 AM
This is so beautiful Sis. "Subtle dews of raging rain", " Soaring above nameless streets" , and "weakened words". Such vivid imagery and heartfelt.
Empress Avatar
September 20, 2024 at 12:30 PM
Sis! Thank you so much , im always so happy to hear from you and to receive your feedback, sending you light always
Dietrich Avatar
September 20, 2024 at 7:21 AM
Gorgeous, Ink. I think stanza three hits the hardest on how you used to be. You did it!! My poem on this topic is not so great over a hundred reads but only 3 comments. Maybe religious people did not like it.
Empress Avatar
September 20, 2024 at 7:26 AM
I ddnt get many comments either on this, soupers no longer are on here much i suppose? Theres some comfortable silence echoing here. And i got so many views haha! Maybe my poem is too dark and raw. Thank you sweet andrea. Not sure if silent one will like this. But this is a quickie
Sands Avatar
September 20, 2024 at 6:06 AM
Wow. Excellent poem. Well written! ....Time is a treat ribboned with truth and testaments! This line is powerful. I enjoyed this poem as it captured me with your descriptions. :)
Empress Avatar
September 20, 2024 at 12:30 PM
Dear heidi, thank you so much for such a beautiful and uplifting comment! Im truly grateful for your support and kindness
George Avatar
September 20, 2024 at 5:37 AM
Wonderful transformation from what you were to what you are written with striking metaphors and musical alliterations. Where do you heap up all your gifts, dear one? "I was once a broken ballad, bruised and battered like an ornament left on a haunted island," Now see the change- "I am now everything I was not; I am both shadow and light, seeking and waltzing to the music of my own magical fight." Remember, every trial and every heartbreak take us closer to the threshold of a golden castle. Enter it and reign like an empress. Another FAVE for me!
Empress Avatar
September 20, 2024 at 12:35 PM
Dear beautiful soul! I appreciate your kindness truly! You always feel the depth of poems , your empathy i do appreciate and feel . Thank you so very much always
May Avatar
September 20, 2024 at 5:30 AM
"Weighed down by weariness, not yet strengthened by experience, But now you soar", Very nicely penned
Empress Avatar
September 20, 2024 at 1:17 PM
Thank you so much dear Joseph. I appreciate your kind support always
Buhagiar Avatar
September 20, 2024 at 1:57 AM
Your imagination leaves us with haunted ideas of spectacular metaphors and alliteration. A great poem.
Rolland Avatar
September 19, 2024 at 9:44 PM
enjoyed your beautiful poem, you made the sirens come alive, and your emotion is enlightning, thanks poet
Onpaper Avatar
September 19, 2024 at 12:09 PM
lunar verses echoing the piercing lyrics of an aching heart… oooo child releasing silver ripples of renaissance, the moon element is stunning!!! Time is a treat ribboned with truth and testaments of melted monsoons,.. mmm alliterations on a roll papi!!! I was once a broken ballad, bruised and battered like an ornament left on a haunted island, mmm me too papi!!! Bruised , broken , twisted shattered everything also !!! I feel u aee.. without the weakened words of weariness that weighed me down? oooo papi look at u gooooo!!! Mmmm ! I rise, beyond faceless ghosts, aaaamen !!!! I am now everything I was not; I am both shadow and light, seeking and waltzing to the music of my own magical fight. Mmmm I love the once upon a time u n the now u aeee!!! the furs and claws, the water and fire, yes yesss i remember them allll!!! N alll its glory aeee!!! Gorgeous piece papi!!! Absolute power house !!!
Empress Avatar
September 19, 2024 at 12:19 PM
Gosh how do you write these long comments? Soup is very nice to you! Letting you type so long haha i wish i can too thank you papi! You are gorgeous! You are power house to my aching soul! Hahah
Rhymes Avatar
September 19, 2024 at 10:35 AM
I used to talk to the moon too . All the time . Love this
Empress Avatar
September 19, 2024 at 10:49 AM
Lol oh no! Have you seen the moon tonight? So gorgeous
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