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Phenomenal Woman Poem
scared sometimes of
my own strength
scared sometimes of
my own faith scared
sometimes of my own
confidence trembling
at the sound of my
own echoes roaring
like a lion...
fearless believing I
was born to do this
rising above
situations facing
them head on...
soaring high above
like an eagle
sometimes peaceful
yet above it like a
dove.
the visions I bear
in in mind...
scared sometimes of
my own comprehension
scared sometimes of
my own labor
scared sometimes of
my own fruits
working day and
night slaving for my
dreams
I am to afraid to
behold it in my own
heart
too afraid to
believe it in my own
soul...
I search for healing
and peace that can
only come from
solitude
give me space and
time to understand
behold and conceive
my own strength
,faith ,confidence
,labor and fruits
scared because I am
only human
scared because I am
not made from stone
,
scared because I am
not made from steel,
scared because I am
strong ,confident
,devout
I am only human...
...I fear my own
fearlessness
Copyright © Phenomenal Woman | Year Posted 2014
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Phenomenal Woman Poem
Darkness hangs heavily over my eyes
And you listen to the neurosis in my head
Like most misery it started with apparent happiness
Now I seem too volatile & strong willed.
It's frustrating how desire can transform into disaster
No armor for ,me not even a shield
Permanent damage to my heart muscle .
It came like a storm & hit my softest spot
Now bitterness is brews in this cracked pot
The heart attack that always was from the beginning .
Your cruelty hit me unaware
Heart lines ,slightly blurred but forever extinguished .
Sitting in this empty room is now a total enigma
Watching the fire burn in it's own home
Flames that lit what we called 'love'
Are the very flames that burn my heart
Left in ashes ,the human soul is on fire ,raging fire!
How ironic it is...your sweet words worked in tandem with your cruel heart
To make me the helpless woman locked in a passé
No preferential treatment whatsoever
You turned my heart upside down however.
Questions whose answers I dread to know
One thing you did break ,your vow .
Naïve enough to be leave we would create an empire of substance
To you it was a joke , utter nonsense .
My arteries have become narrow & my life can not flow as it should .
I was going for the dream
It is easy to be misled
I caught the wrong dream .
Inflammatory cells made up of the pain you created has stuffed my arteries .
Malicious injury to the person I was ,
Starved for oxygen within a short time
It was over before it even begun .
The oxygen of your love ,gone now I am ready to die .
Is this what they mean when they say you can die for love?
At least I should have seen the signs
The shortest horror story ever.
The unfamiliar is now all too familiar...
Honored you with the stewardship over the care of my heart
But today scars & wounds are the remnants
What used to be a sacred haven
Is now a profane dungeon .
You perpetuated this seed of vulgarity
Watering it day & night with your squalid lies .
The physical manifestation of your evil thoughts and horrid visions now
sickens me .
My heart's pumping ability now amputated
I can feel discomfort radiating to my back
Sweating ,dizziness ,extreme ,weakness ,anxiety & rapid heart beats .
The thought of you is a thorn in thy flesh.
Could I have been sleeping comatose half of the relationship?
Enough to let you devour me in my snug unawareness ?
Inevitably to every beginning there is an end ,it was a
Mirage...fantasy...hallucination...complete delusion...
I am going under Cardiac Arrest...
Copyright © Phenomenal Woman | Year Posted 2014
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