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Feeling Free, Being Me ( a poem)

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I’ll make no excuses

For I breathe the way I breathe

And I feel with utmost longing.

It matters not,

The way I hold my brush

Nor the way I

Paint my scene

Were it that

Everyone saw

In black and white

I shall dance beneath

The neon lights

Of summer’s spawning

Unaware –

Without a care,

Just feeling free

Being me.

I shall not

Cower in sadness

Stretching myself thin

To fit the mold

Or cry my tears

Upon shoulders

Of the bold

Who proclaim my ways

Are not artistic

Enough.

This is me

This is me

As real

As the air you breathe

And if you cannot see,

I’d rather you close your eyes

Than waste your sight on me.

 

© Sumyanna 2016

 

I know how to be nothing, but authentically me.

 

Submitted for The Daily Post Prompt: authentic

Posted in Free Verse Poetry, Inspirational Poems, Poetry, Thoughtful Poems, Woman's Poetry

You Never Lose Your Luster, a poem

If there is anything I could ever hope to tell you, it would be,

“Don’t doubt your value.  Be certain of it.”  Sumyanna

 

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You Never Lose Your Luster

 

Let love

be whispers

set adrift

upon the wind.

I see you

I see you

and you are not

alone.

Let not

the chatter

of darkness fall

upon your ears,

nor let the years

of torment

wring deep

within your bones.

You –

yes, you

were meant

for more than this.

Your birth

upon this earth

a blessing, to be told

no matter if

the words were spoken.

Some truths

need not be uttered

to be sincere.

And those,

upon whom the task

to grow and mold befell –

languished

in their ability

to see the beauty in you

but do you blame

the failure to see

on the view?

No matter

how worn

the jewels of yesteryear

have become,

they never lose

their luster

and the only lesson

that I have learned

is pity for those

who refused

to open their eyes.

 

© Sumyanna 2018

 

Beautiful image courtesy of http://Pixabay.com

Posted in Poetry, Portrait Series Poetry, Sad Poems, Thoughtful Poems, Woman's Poetry

Portraits Poetry Series #48: Dreams Could Not Live There

In case you haven’t been here before, I love writing prompts – whether a list of words, one word, or even an image.  With these posts, I have written poems specifically about paintings and I hope, with my words, you see the scene just as visibly in your heart and mind as if you had seen the image itself.

 

Portraits Series

 

There were times

When fragile woman

Had no choice –

She suffered silently

Beneath her shell

For there was

Nothing else –

To be a wife

Or to remain in embrace

With all that was chaste

And dreams just did not live there,

For they had no place

And you could not help

But silently trace

The wavering lines

Across her face

Of sorrows held

Beneath the beauty

For she had dreams

But dreams just could not live there.

 

What was left?

And how could she breathe?

To only accept this fragile race

Where value lies and value lay

In beauty etched upon her face

And how many children

Her womb could embrace

And dreams just could not live there.

 

 

There was a time

That It mattered not,

What were her dreams

For her culture often dictates this

And sometimes all we hope to embrace

Is decreed with haste in our very landscape

For what are dreams, but possibility

Lovingly swept across our space

And dreams just could not live there

…or did they?

 

© Sumyanna 2016

Posted in Inspirational Poems, Narrative Poetry, Nature Poems, Poetry, Portrait Series Poetry, Sad Poems, Thoughtful Poems, Woman's Poetry

Portraits Poetry Series #44: She Kept Sorrows Tucked Away

Portraits Series

 

She kept her sorrows
Tucked away
Tucked away
Where no one else could see
And she tried to fill her days
Longing what she had lost
But living and breathing
Soaking in beauty
Wherever they met
And holding its memory close
She kept her sorrows
Tucked away
Tucked away
And some, they did not see
They assumed her life
Was laid perfectly
But she learned early
If you want to see beauty
You cannot hide from pain
For it is just a journey
You cannot be afraid
To open your eyes
and see.

© Sumyanna 2016

Posted in Inspirational Poems, Poetry, Thoughtful Poems, Woman's Poetry

I am the Gift I Give Myself

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I am the gift
I give myself
each and every day
for though my days
are long and hard
there’s so much
I want to say.
I am the voice
I hear inside
that wipes away
my tears
I am the voice
that warms my heart
and takes away
my fears.
For many have come
and passed me by
and made me feel
unseen
and others
tread upon my heart
with purpose
to be mean
So yes, I will give
myself the gift
that many do not see
I will learn
to believe in myself
I will learn
to find
beauty in me.
(c) Sumyanna 2016
Beautiful image courtesy of Pexels.com
Posted in Inspirational Poems, Poetry, Sad Poems, Thoughtful Poems, Woman's Poetry

Always the Outsider

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I have felt it sometimes,

In the still moments –

The desire to peel back

The edges of my history

and rewrite the lines.

There were times

when it was all too much

the lack of a gentle hand

to touch

there thrives within my skin

the desire

to go back again

and choose my characters well

observe them in their

darkest moments

test their resolve

and see who is fit

to tell the tale

to weave the inner-workings

of my blossoming thoughts

I bloomed,

As I did

In darkness

And with my own gentle hand,

I had sewn my wounds

I had called out

Each of their lies

For I knew

Where I was

Was not where I was meant

And I knew

Deep down

I deserved something more

You could say it was my calling

Carving through their hopeless thoughts

And finding something to hold on to

Call it –

Ignorance, if you will

Or perhaps a stubborn willingness

To defy all that felt wrong

To prove that they

Could never understand

The beauty of breath

And the lingering moments

That fall between them

I could not just shut up

March happily to the tune

Of their tin drum

And truthfully, I know –

I am better off because of it.

 

© Sumyanna 2016

 

Beautiful image courtesy of Pexels.com

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Posted in Daily Post Prompt, Inspirational Poems, Poetry, Thoughtful Poems, Woman's Poetry, Word Prompt

Daily Post Prompt: You Learn to Breathe Hope

 

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They see

Your sullen expression

Clasped hands

That hold back

Hold back

The pain

And they trace

The moody lines

Upon your face

Define your disposition

As glum.

Always asking –

Why you are never happy

And they never see –

But you breathe hope

You breathe hope

Beneath the desperation

And you see

Despite the difficulty

The sun awaits your smile

And slowly you stitch

Positivity

Beneath your wounds

And your wings stretch

Toward your dreams

And for every tear

Pressed against your cheek

And every crying out

That was silenced

You never gave up

You never gave up

And despite them

Holding you back,

You became –

Who you were meant to be

The beauty they could never see.

 

(c) Sumyanna 2016

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Written for The Daily Post Prompt: moody

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