Wake of truth

Poet of the Light art, creative writing, depression, Desire, emotions, heartstrings, In memory of a beloved, literature, loneliness, loss of a loved one, love, memories, missing someone, philosophy, poetry, poets, self-discovery, self-reflection, sensual, short stories, Uncategorized December 11, 2021 1 Minute

2 am and I feel your memories

Pressing on my broken emotions

Tears roll down my weary face

I feel so out of place- anymore

I thought I be better but I’m not

Three weeks later and here I sit

Realizing nothing has changed

I feel somehow that I’m to blame

Encroaching light on the horizon

Always reminds me of your name

A double edge sword you’re present

But not like you always used to be

Moring has finally broken through

Maybe now I’ll pretend… to sleep?

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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. View all posts by Poet of the Light

Published December 11, 2021