Transformation Poems - Poems about Transformation

AS WE METAMORPHOSE Line of inquiry: “being mistook we burnt the book, thoughts rest, we dwell in our heart’s nest, touched by spirit, our body shook by God’s light blest as we undressed.” today, peace enveloped me lifted me up set me free profoundly touched ...

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I was young back then— When chirruping birds sang lullabies, Not just morning songs, but wings of peace fluttering through a boy’s sleepy eyes. The bark of a dog would freeze my feet, Thunder sent me digging deep beneath blankets, And my name on a teacher’s tongue Felt like a storm I could never outrun. The thump of a chopper in the sky Made...

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I once loved so fully, I cracked open beneath the weight of someone who now feels like fog. He was real— once. But time, and the soft grind of sorrow, wore the shape of him away. Still, my heart thumps, a decrepit engine, rattling on with broken rhythm— every beat a memory I wish I didn’t still want. I ache to return, knowing the knives that wait. I am a snake coiled against fire, slithering back toward pain with my eyes wide open. Even in this ruin, something stirs— a...

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Sponsored by: Nette Onclaud Date: June 3, 2025 Contest Title: Spin A Shadorma Poetry Contest Burning wild, chaos grips my bones, grinding sharp, breaking free— shards of dreams ignite the dark, I rise through the storm....

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Gust Slow wind Tortoise walks Never reaching Owls howl, night falls Shells protect but kill too Roots deep, not brittle Wildfire burns within me River flows without future Yet it keeps on moving, flowing Yet it keeps on moving, flowing Raindrops fall knowing fate Still they come, soft and fierce Foxes mark the night’s edge Silent, cold and waiting Life and death entwined Hope flickers on Wind and fire Fight on Alive...

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The rain falls in a cascade, myriad droplets dancing— a lilt of rain slithers, serpentine around my skin— a whisper of hope in the dusk. In the garden, the lunar sky still shines. Through the nebula’s haze, a new star is born, a spark of phosphorus glowing, guiding a way out of the dirt, like the spark in my own heart. ...

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She says she loves me—yet dreams of another, her heart adrift on restless tides, where my name dissolves into echoes, a whisper lost before breath takes hold. I am broken. I see her alone within my marrow, etched into the walls of my being. But she sees him, an apparition of longing, a mirage flickering in the heat of her wanting. I am splintered. I stand...

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Amidst the granite, smooth and cold, In the dark of night, secrets unfold, Lies are stones, sharp yet brittle, In the river's course, their power belittled. Soft undertones of truth, like water they seep, Through crevices narrow, in silence they creep, Years cascade by, relentless, unyielding, Lies wear thin, their facade revealing. Erosion expurgates with patient might, Chiseling at dusk, shaping the night, Truth, the...

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I am a mess — but not one to be fixed. I am the ruins and the rebuilding. I am the storm that walked away from the wreckage, Still breathing. Still burning. Still me. They hurt me. Often. And I stayed. Not because I was weak — But because I believed people were more than their wounds. I saw the parts no one else...

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I am chaos, the storm that shatters silence — thunder rolling through the wreckage, still breathing, still burning, still me. They hurt me. Often. And I stayed. Not because I was weak — but because I believed people were more than their wounds. I saw the hidden cracks no one else did. I loved anyway. But the tether snapped. No longer do I chase the lightning that scars but...

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i flicker when spoken of glow in the breath you shouldn’t have wasted on apologies ash settles like snow on the bones of yesterday still warm if you press hard enough to blister i eat whatever dares to name me-- anger love home god you told me i burned too easily but you lit the match and called me beautiful beneath my skin a cinder waits i have never ended i have only gone quiet for now ...

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She flutters on silence, a creature stitched from light and ache-- too fragile to stay, too fierce to fall. He never saw the cracks until she flew through them....

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Though caged in a corner where gallows still loom, Beware — for it sails on a wave of dark gloom. A wave from the sea of existence runs red, A net cast through nightfall and daylight ahead. You, sovereign hawk in this narrow domain — Be not content, for these bars still remain. Yet I bring good news from the breath...

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for Divorced Poetry Contest Sponsored by Kai Michael Neumann ---------------- "I need a brake" words that twisted my heart- shattering the dream that we would never part. I asked myself 'what ever did I do wrong? sad, gloominess could`ve easily been my song. I wouldn't let the anger and misery grow or cultivate- uprising feelings I wanted to curb and mitigate. Took deep...

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"Sacred Waters" In the hush between the stars and sea, She rises, quiet, wild, and free. A tide that stirs with breathless grace, A rhythm time cannot erase. Not just of body, but of flame, A current no one dares to name. She pours from places deep and wide, Where gods and ghosts and dreams reside. Her waters bloom without a sound, A tremble shaking...

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