Flashback Friday: Phoenix

I’m slowly chipping away
At the pieces of me, you left behind
Rising from the ashes
Like a phoenix ready to shine.

This was written for the prompt: Something you would say to an Ex. So, this applies to all your ex-friends, family and boyfriends/girlfriends. I’m sure there are all kinds of exes you leave behind, or who left you behind. This can be a motivational post because it would give you the push and inspiration to look ahead and be so much more than the person you were in the past. First posted on the blog in September 2018.

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Image Credits: Loui Jover

Ocean of Poetry

I thought I was less for you,

Look now at this ocean of poetry! 

This represents how one could feel inferior in a relationship, or not sufficient. But in this case, it’s visible that the love was true, and immense when a lot of poetry is born in the process. It proves that there is no comparison because so much art, love, poetry and prose have been created by their being in love. It’s a good sign. First posted on the blog in September 2019.

Image Credits: @callmealyne on Instagram.

Ocean of …

I thought I was less for you. Look now at this ocean of poetry.


This represents how one could feel inferior in a relationship, or not sufficient. But in this case, it’s visible that the love was true, and immense when a lot of poetry is born in the process. It proves that there is no comparison because so much art, love, poetry and prose have been created by their being in love. It’s a good sign.

Image Credits: My handwriting and my Insta account.

Gone

Discovering your brown boots
And one by one
All the things you left behind
Books and keys
Clothes and receipts
Crumbs of us.
Some of you and some of me.


This was a surprise sort of short poem that just came to me because I was thinking about how it is the little things that remind us of the people we no longer have in our lives. It doesn’t always have to be a better half, these verses work for every relationship we’ve ever had that was so close to us. That we see the crumbs of a past frequently every day and we miss that person every single time that happens.

Desolate

Languished innards
A rage gains traction.

Putrid with power
Of your behemoth play.

Single swift motion
But a slash and a burn.

One soul surrendered
Broken, two bodies lay.


This was a poem about how heartbreak leaves behind two bodies. Some of my poetry is more profound between the lines than with the words. This is one of them and was posted on the blog on May 29, 2016. With the Flashback Friday series, I have been posting some poems and articles I wrote when I didn’t have as many followers so more people can see it now and share their views.

Green, your eyes

Green, your eyes
Seas of unspoken stories
Depth of an ocean
Boundless infinity, redefined.

They whisper the tales
Of a love confined,
Brimming of profound sacrifices
But, splashing down, a drop of tear.


This piece was first posted on the blog in May 2017.

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