Be kind….
…. words don’t rewind
In the quiet ether, I dwell,
a keloidal suspension,
where pain lingers in a viscous fog,
each scar a droplet suspended,
clinging to the edges of memory,
a collage of hurt swirling
in an unseen current.
Fragments of trust, like colloids,
float between clarity and obscurity,
their weightless presence
taunts the boundaries of my soul,
each pulse a reminder—
the solidity of betrayal
muddles the light.
I hover in this liminal space,
adrift on currents of yesterday,
the heart a vessel of turbulent tides,
where shadows of what was
coalesce, refract, and disperse.
Is it healing or stagnation,
this dance of suspended hope?
Time blurs, an infinite liquid veil,
the world a distant echo,
while I, a particle in this brew,
witness the stirring depths,
watch as scars crystallize,
an intricate lattice of past and present,
perpetually in motion, yet never whole.
Here I float,
neither healed nor undone,
lost in the embrace of this strange soliloquy,
a symphony of unyielding echoes,
forever suspended in keloidal grace,
where healing is a dream
caught in the pull of your gravity’s gaze.
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Author:
crypticbard (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 6th, 2024 05:16
- Comment from author about the poem: Birthed from ruminating on scars and colloidal suspensions.
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Comments6
Almost transcendental this poem takes the reader on an internal journey that reflects on past and present pain. It seems surreal. A haunting flight through another dimention
Thanks Soren, just glad it was readable and ‘survivable.’
Brilliant
Thanks 🙏🏻
You're welcome
Lucky I looked up the word..but I did like the thought of floating in a kaleidoscope!
Keloids and colloids 2 very different but very interesting things. Thanks kindly 🙏🏻
What's not to like .. but everything to love and die for ..
Beauty!
A very rich poem. Filled with images and high-level vocabulary, I had to look up some of the words. Excellent
Hope they bring a new lead of life for those words. Use ‘em while we have access to them. 🙏🏻
Super words arqios, it is surprising what come into our minds.
Andy
And at times underwhelming what exits our lips…
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