Glossed over

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For years I stood blank, in quietness

Like a canvases left colorless

I became what as the world reflected

None of which made me a saint

 

You think you know me

When absolute truth isn’t the same

You know the glimmer you’ve seen

Glimmers, you’ll love or simply hate

 

When in tangible of all realities

Beyond your flawed capabilities

I’m everything you couldn’t see

I’m that image you never felt…in-between

 

Poet of the Light © 2018

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Ascribe Where flight became stalled Because fear stood its ground There- is where I- was reborn Where I relearned my reality As broken fragments of a self Where I’ve seen the unveilings Of time, truth, and Holy love Where angels cried and wept For my salvation and healing And I- wept along with them Where fire seared my mission Forged into my soul as passion A combatant for the wounded Of humanities silenced…truths Poet of the Light © 2023 I write meaningful (to me) poetry from my heart and share it here. I tend to approach everyone as a friend until they demonstrate something different. I enjoy having creative exchanges with others, like-minded artists, or writers. Thank you for reading, commenting and your visit. I appreciate all the feedback (good or bad) you care to offer. Feel free to reach out by email for private exchanges if you wish.

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17 thoughts on “Glossed over”

  2. These words have brought some closure. I cared deeply for a fella’ who just went away. I’ve grappled with the sadness for a bit trying to rationalize, blaming myself, then just being angry at him. Poison prison for my soul. Now i understand that when i started to reach into the layers I frightened him away. These words are medicine for the broken heart. Amazing work. Obrigado.

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    1. Those who are honorable will sacrifice self, in one way, shape or form, before harming someone they love, imo. Love shouldn’t keep us prisoners when love is about freedom itself.
      Your comment was most gratifying and humbling, Thank you for your kind words.

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      1. My ABSOLUTE pleasure bro! I’m soooo excited to see all that the Lord is doing in the lives of His people in this season!

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  7. You romanticize Heartake..I love a poem that makes me feel a feeling from reading the words..although it makes me feel sad for you, the writer, I feel it must touch anyone who reads it.

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