Category: Poetry

I’m trembling. Waves of energy are flowing through my body, stirring up the painful emotions that I’ve tucked away under layers of self-protection. The hope and expectations. The disappointments and sorrow. All the longing and desires that were pushed away. Unaccepted. Shamed.

I’m crying. Eyes flooded with salty tears as I grieve the things I’ve craved but never attained. Softness. Intimacy. Sacred union. I cry for all the times my boundaries were crossed, my needs disrespected, and for my lack of awareness—for I did not even know a boundary could be set, needs expressed.

I’m accepting. Years of tension are released as I embrace the totality of that which I am. Lovingly I welcome all aspects of my being. I hold them. Caress them. Invite them into the light. You are safe now, child.

I’m letting go. Shivers through my spine as I surrender to the stillness of my Being. I stop resisting. I’m done analyzing. Thinking. Reflecting. I let go. Slowly I merge with the infinite ocean of love. In the depths of my consciousness I find peace. This is home.

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Featured image: Chiron Duong

Laughter, joy and gratitude
are all something to be taken seriously
but the oxymoron
of the story
is that no matter how much you try,
no matter how much you cry,
the longing will persist
unless you
truly open your heart to the gifts
that were bestowed upon you.

When you open your heart
and let in the love and the light
that shines
so bright
you will find 
that even the slightest shift in the wind
has the power 
to tear down buildings.

As society grows, 
something new emerges.
A vision of a future so bright,
yet the unforeseen can still 
be felt.
Let it melt.
Melt your hearts.
Crack you open 
like crickets at night.

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I do it for you.
For every time I made you wait
trapped behind the gate,
denied the ache you couldn’t name,
too afraid to play the game.

I do it for you.
To free you from your cage.
Tethered wings unfurl in the dark,
trembling fingers tracing the marks
of untamed fire, burning desire.

I do it for you,
to feel alive.
I surrender to your will,
bow to your power.
In the moonlight, our shadows run,
the past undone—two become one.

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