Emily's poems

Silence in Liminality

Hello there, we meet once again
another entry in the journal I write with this pen
It has been a while, has it been?
so much has passed ever since
the times then which was indeed a phase
but we meet at this point which I have chased
along the tunnel that I have been trapped in
I have found the light that has alluded my senses
And so the silence is its own words to speak
one that is volumes more than what we do teach
I began as a formless egg into a life as a child
and as an adult now I tuck away memories in these files
Ever-evolving I am, so much that I have learned
and now we enter the next level that we burn
into the confines of space that I can send out from
the consciousness that houses my mind and its drums
To make a grand entrance in this poem I write,I will show you the real beauty that emits as light
Today, this morning, as the sun had risen
I decided to take another step towards my prism
of rays that is reflected in these rainbows after the storm
past the darkness clouding my judgement which was processed to form
These atmospheres which I left energy behind
have contributed to where I am at now in a bind
And what I gathered in this lonely life of wandering,is discovering such things that I have been pondering
I spend hours riding through the endless void of dusk
encircling the identity that I figure out in this husk
of a being which operates in the vessel that is my body
and who I am that resides as a being has so many hobbies
In order to properly adjust the image that was given
from being forced into a society that seems to be unforgiven
I made sure to erase the memories of that loud past
as I traverse further into a future that is quite vast
I still hold onto the eras where my creative vision was at its peak
but I continue to find more experiences as I speak
As I still accumulate more things to see,
I keep reflecting like a mirror that shows so clearly
I think about what life was like in decades before
and how people truly lived in those times bore
the heavy weight that was a burden to me then
has lifted and now I finally found myself again
truly me and my people that I have met
the rain has cleared and I have dried what was once wet
those tears that have fallen down are now gone
the falls that broke me down have been their swan songs
but that darkness catapulted me into new heights
where the clouds ride smoothly in these ether sights
I am glad that I have found my peace in the current day
and now it is time for me to move past all that remained
My reflections have produced an art that I bestow
as I myself coexist with a diverse world which glows
the negativity in my conscience enters through the news
and starts a war in my head that conflicts and brews
in order to calm the calamity that tugs at my strings,
I escape to a happy place that only my room can bring
where all of my imaginations thrive about to soar
birthing new experiences that are at the center of my core
such beautiful memories that I vow to someday relive
I now carry the weight on my shoulders so that I may soon give
if it means I will understand the confusion of behind
so that I am prepared for the horizon that is in front of my mind
then I am ready for that next chapter to grow up again
as the old leaves fall for new branches to stem
I am eager to travel and answer all of my questions
to explore life and uncover all of its hidden sections
I am ready to be happy, after 10 years of enduring
and all that has led me here so that I can be maturing
How excited I am for such a road to pave,
as the path opens up for this way that has gave
enough of a reason for me to get up and ride
to whatever is waiting for me on the other side
so I will teach you a lesson on these last few lines
you will be naive, but you will learn many times
things will fall into place no matter how bad it may be
this much effort it takes for one to be free
if you look hard and long enough,
then the rocky terrain will not seem so rough
or you are used to it after this whole time
but I hope that you will come across a place so sublime
I will be your light to guide you to your way
and be a hand to hold on your darkest days
when I myself had none to help me
all I had was the art that was uplifting
but until the next poem this silence will conclude,
as you start the day ahead no longer in solitude...