Silent Whispers of Dysphoria

Da ZayanaCullen

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When mirror is not enough to reflect emotions, when talks are not enough to convey feelings, a silent poem an... Altro

Black Piece of Heart
Story That Was Changed
That Burned Down Tree
Aurora
Result
Unnamed Season
Not Replacement
Mirror
The One I Killed
The Woods
The Painting
All Alone
Different Worlds
Childhood Love
Just a Lie
Shattered
Her Ruthless Protector
The Harmless Zombie
Birth of a Masochist
The Way I Waited
Fell Before Autumn
It's Been Long
The Umbrella
The Canvas
Ferociousness Took Birth
Don't Let Them
The Mere Heart That Still Awaits
The Fallen Tree
Numb
The Opal Jar
In Love With Pain
Never Met
Vagabonds
If Only I Had Known
She Felt Cold
Invisible Vermilion
Let
May You Never Understand
Long Gone Tears
Like an Eco
Solemn Room
Not Everyone Can Love a Rose
If One Day
What Do I Do?
Songs
The Ethereal Beast
It Just Doesn't Bring You
A Beggar in Utopia
She Stood there in Front
Cul-de-sac

Dream

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A large field, no one around.
I stood there alone, cloudy,
The grass singing in silent choir
With the breeze blowing.

I turned around, to see
Two pairs of jaw dropping wings,
A pair was white,
While the other was black.

Astonished by their beauty,
Though facing back,
I was dumbstruck for moments
Before I could speak a word.

Hair flowing open,
Wings emitting black and white smoke,
Levitated from the bottom,
They seemed to be angels in front.

" Where am I? And who you both are? ",
No response was from their side.
I asked times many, before reached
Frustration, curiosity, confusion high.

About to grab their hands,
When they faced me by their own.
I was taken aback, stumbled,
Both held each hands, saved from fall.

"Whom do you choose? ",
They synchronised in everything.
One dressed in full white,
The other in full black.

White smiled, black smirked,
My hands were still in theirs.
Their eyes, nose, lips, shape,
Matched completely with mine.

" I...I..." The words didn't come out.
Before I could proceed anything,
I sensed their touch,
They even smelled like me.

The white me, her right hand,
Closed my right eye.
The black me, her left hand,
Closed my left eye.

Birds chirping, felt like
Light in front. "Equally beautiful",
I mumbled. Opened my eyes,
On bed, it was six in the morning.

                                 - Zayana Cullen

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