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Building Walls, a poem

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You assumed

I was not strong enough

You assumed

I laid bare my heart-

And found unworthy,

I’d slink my way

Into the shadows

Unseen

Unknown

Unheard of.

Yet the traces

Of my existence

That you found so

Bereft of meaning

Barely scraped the surface.

You knew not my tears,

Nor their circumstance

You could not bare

The pangs within my heart

The longing reach for meaning

The painful truths of uncertain beginnings

Nor the iron will to make a difference

No matter if anyone cared.

I will not relinquish my right to exist.

You continue to sneer the truths

Of your unfortunate stance

Shout names into the streets

Tear apart, with your own assumptions,

The very decency of the fabric of my heart

And though I should be angry,

I shall let all the rage fall within your lap

Refuse to give home to your aversion

And allow the labels to fall by the wayside

Unseen

Unknown

And unnoticed.

For I know,

No matter which eye you see me with,

It shall always be tainted

By your own disgust.

You underestimate

The breaths

Which give birth to kindness

The hand, held out,

Believing another worthy

The power

Of different stories

Interwoven into a new narrative

And the difference

We could make,

Were we only working together

Instead of building walls.

 

© Sumyanna 2018

 

Written for The Daily Post Prompt: assumption

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Skewed, a poem

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Nature desires

Clear vision

Open with wonder

Awake

And alive

No determined lines

No prescribed interpretation

Intentionally aware.

Yet along the passages

Of experience,

We learn

To skew our view.

Beauty is defined

Delineated

Proscribed

All else fails

To interest.

Like ants

Scurrying

Toward a meal –

We have no time

To notice

The harm

And we rush

To scrape

To mold

To angle our curves

To please,

Leaving all else

On the cutting room floor.

The earth exhales

An exhausted breath

As we overlook

The capacity of ourselves

And everything else

Upon her canvas.

 

(c) Sumyanna 2018

 

Written for the Daily Post Prompt: skewed

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The Forest Begs Us to Walk More Slowly, a poem

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In the silence of the forest
Do we walk quickly?
Treading the path
Like many –
How many miles?
How many miles ahead
And how many left behind?
Or do we tarry
A little longer
And dwell in the moments
Replayed in every single step
In the silky voice of the wind
In the crunch of leaves underfoot
In the faded bark of fallen tree
And do we wonder?
Do we wonder who else
Followed this path
How many
And when
What did they carry?
What were their dreams?
For those, their footsteps may have faded
But history dwells within every step
And the land – it carries the memories
Even if we never see them
In the silence of the forest
You witness history’s silent song
I try to linger
Never too quick in my steps
For I long dwell within
The whispered history
Of those who came before.

© Sumyanna 2016

 

Submitted for The Daily Post Prompt: forest

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Dancing in the Rain (Portrait Poetry Series #31)

Today, the Daily Post Prompt is messy. I could not help but remember this poem I posted quite some time ago.  It holds a special place in my heart – autobiographical, then not.

 

Rain

 

We are dancing in the rain

It matters not, that we’ll get wet –

life is meant to be messy

The rain’s fresh scent

Begs for entertainment.

The rain pours

And puddles lay at our feet

While others curse the rain

We dance and smile

Puddle slapping

We are young and free

While others carry excessive baggage

Their boots slap angrily

Grumbling snores through life

They can’t enjoy the rain

Their heart’s just not in it

Not today, nor tomorrow

They can never feel free.

My hair lays wet

Across my face

Your clothes are soaked

And it does not matter,

For when in love

You just want

To enjoy the moment

Embrace everything –

Including the rain.

 

© Sumyanna 2016

 

Written for The Daily Post Prompt: messy

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Lessons in Spring, a poem

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Her tears were

watercolors,

awash across the plains

where fields dwelled,

unplowed fortresses of earth

waiting for spring.

After the rains came,

the earth

gave birth to color:

fields of swaying

shades of green,

outstretched azure skies,

the golden sun

laying its gaze

on the elegance

of yellow, white,

and purple

wildflower displays

sighing beneath

the lazy tresses

of weeping willow trees.

The artistry here

is ablaze with

joie de vivre

the hunger present,

each element reaching

to outshine the next,

yet equally devoted

to providing

amble beauty

for mutual benefit.

All sing

with one purpose,

“I am beautiful –

because I am,

but moreso

because my beauty

amplifies your own.”

 

© Sumyanna 2017

Submitted for The Daily Post Prompt: elegance

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