The ghosts of shadows
cast down upon me
like a whisper captured
upon a single breath
My heart aches
with each beat it takes
And collapses under the weight
of a thousand unanswered pleas
My eyes see
black and white
The color of life
cast into the deep abyss of the sea
My body is weak, frail
and trembles
like the withered leaf
that clings to the branch
Tears cascade down
my face
And I'm praying
for the redemption of my cast out flame
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Author:
HEIDIKINS (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this poem because I was feeling drained spiritually and physically. Part of it was my own doing by not making sure I was feeding my soul with the gifts I was given and with things that are core needs for me. The flame of my soul burned out and I finally realized how much I missed it. When I realized it I had tears cascading down my face and I prayed and prayed for my flame to come back to me. This poem does have a happy ending and I am glad to say that I have found my flame again and I am making sure to keep it fed properly. The artwork I provided is also mine. That is me and how I felt when my soul was lit back on fire. I call it Soulfire.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments3
Wow. Thank you very much. I've never posted my poems before. I am trying something new by sharing 😉😉😉😉
Very good emotive write.
A fine write H.
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