Louder but Unheard
I forgive your unresponsive ways,
How my cries, like unseen ghosts, strayed.
I've questioned my presence,
Visible, yet unacknowledged—
As if my soul lacks essence.
Do you perceive me in the flow,
Or sense my shadow's faint glow?
Heart open, incognito,
I've shouted in my mind's echo.
Yet, in your silence, I find a clue,
Forgiving, for how could you have heard?
About the Creator
Dr. Eldy
Dr. Eldy has a passion for poetry and storytelling. Through the art of weaving words together, she seeks to share her life story. By embracing the natural flow of life and she seeks to capture its essence in every written piece.
Affection and Healing for Yourself
During the night of the last quarter moon, I gathered my ritual supplies. I carefully handled the chunk of black tourmaline that would protect me from your overall negative and narcissistic energy. I carefully walked the house with my stick of selenite in hand, asking the universe to cleanse our working space.
By Alisha Wilkins ✒️🦋🖋️2 days ago in Fiction
Comments (2)
your language is so rich and descriptive!
This is beautiful ♥️