NoellAster Bloom Poet Free verse

You Now Know: Cursed

(Unknown Is a Blessing)

Remembering  the curse
of those I once thought gone—
gone before they even left.

Now I look in their eyes
and know exactly
what lingered inside.

But there is no closure.
Only unremembering ,
haunting me forever.

The unknown  wakes,
stirring a silent revolt.
Whispers  edge the sharp silhouettes ,
echoing,
lost in yesterday’s memory.

A clash unfolds in murmurs,
perspiring between
what was reality 
and what was memory ,

and everything
that exists
between the unknown .

The echoes  of what
was and what is collide,
and the unseen pulls at me
with persistent hands .

Shadows  stretch,
memory twists,
and questions whisper
louder than answers .

Step closer again —
into the tremor of emotion,
where the mind resists ,
the heart remembers,

and the unknown 
begins to speak.

The spiral continues ,
and you are invited
to follow.

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