Light, Everlasting

Your words flying through the air,
Poisoned darts that
Pierce right through the most tender,
The most vulnerable parts of my heart.
Shattered, I sit, holding up
The bloodied, broken, fractured pieces
Of my most vulnerable self.
Eyes closed
Cut off
Alone
Afraid to trust anyone ever again.

My heart: frozen
The tides: turn
The moon waxes and wanes and waxes again.
Time spins on,
As I remain lost in the darkness,
Weighing your words against mine,
Worrying away at the scabs on my heart
Unwilling to let it heal.

As I circle round and round in my misery
I see a glimmer from the corner of my eye
It’s been so long
Here, alone, in the dark
And I wonder: where is that light coming from?

It takes me a while to realise
That the light, it is within me
Dulled and dim
But refusing to die down
Obstinately trying to get:
My attention,
My devotion,
My focus,
My trust.

And I,
Broken,
Shattered,
Crazed,
Slowly, hesitantly,
Look into that faint light.

And hypnotised by its tenacity,
I give it my words, my tears,
My lamentations, my broken pieces.
It takes it all, that light,
Unflinchingly
Growing stronger, brighter,
Glowing
Transmuting
Pulsating,
With life
And hope.

Transforming those broken fragments
Into a living poem,
That burns,
Stronger and fiercer than ever before.

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15 Comments

  1. Absolutely loved this poem Shinjini… The feeling of being in the dark and hopelessness is so well articulated. And I loved how in the end the light is found within. You are a poetess as well. How many more caps you don? 😀

  2. A beautiful poem. I’ve been in this place in the past. The light brings with it a glimmer of hope and when it is within our reach, it shines brighter and brighter. Beautiful Shinjini.

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