≈ Implosion ≈
≈ IMPLOSION ≈
by LauraLME ©
It was easy to fall
harder to realize it!
It all happened
at the center of those days
where time was a side matter
planning
strategic demolition
of these walls
brick by brick
layer by layer
a gravitational collapse
an implosion of senses
crashing stars in our sky.
What is left now of all that noise?
Broken pieces
without color
without texture
thin and fragile
like leaves in the autumn wind
they make no sound
floating restless
holding hope
of touching the ground.
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Posted on July 2, 2010, in Free Verses, Heart's prophecies, Poetry and tagged implosion floating holding. Bookmark the permalink. 7 Comments.
Implosion, I know it well. Your words allow the forces to surge, as destruction within subsides with hope intact. Nicely done. This is another lovely poem, Laura. Thank you for sharing. xoxo
Implosion. Yet, it is me who is blown away…
Great verses L==
great words, very descriptive. good running into you. take care.
amazing poetry.aspiring poets like me now have a chance to learn from you.
This section is so beautifully crafted and powerful that it will be with me all day, and maybe longer:
“It all happened
at the center of those days
where time was a side matter
planning
strategic demolition
of these walls”
Implosion… expression of feelings hidden inside ourselves. A state of mind, a social status, an orientation, sexual or religious, you are forced to keep inside fearing the outside world, their comments and reactions. The pressure of facing the environment, the location, the society and your surrounding will eventually get everything out. The inner you…. as you only know it… but what would be next?
The strength of your truth is next, always… Overcoming prejudice and intolerance, winning against all negative comments, reveling the real “You” and the best part of the process is actually enjoying the process of discovery itself, taking you to that place where peace becomes your beauty, powerful and absolute freedom of being without veils…