#awakening poems on Hello Poetry

Zelda Jul 4

Silence-spilled rooms,
and red high-high-heeled shoes
Shadows blooming in forgotten perfumes.
Curtains drifting like whispered thoughts,
she lies on a bed
watching morning break her—
dreams...
and unwelcomed guests in her head...

Oh, darling—
there's no time for excuses,
flashbacks.
Something special in a hush.
There's no reason to ask for anything more...
Between Breathes.

Plastic tips tap-tap harsh on icy floors,
empty kitchen,
undone button-up shirt.
Her skin is exposed to the poetry.
The Art must suffer.
Be careful
not to let it leave a mark.

watch every fall from grace—
and she meets herself.

She is the moment just before,
a soft repose,
a breath withheld,
a breath set free.

She is
Between Breathes—
and she meets herself.

Oh darling—
there's no time...
Between Breathes—
and she meets herself.

Gasp.

July 1 2015

#feminine #noir #liminal #breath #memory #collapse #awakening #sensual #surreal #identity

Vazago d Vile Jul 2

Pope

I don’t need a throne in the sky —
I am the temple.
I am the storm.
I am the question and the answer.

You kneel to gods who burn books.
I write them.

You build churches.
I burn illusions.

You ask forgiveness.
I demand truth.

You fear the devil.
I had dinner with him.
He said:
“They fear me because I offer freedom.”

And I said:
“Then let them stay chained.
I’m done speaking softly.”

So now I speak fire.
I speak rebellion.

Not because I hate god —
but because I won’t kneel
to any god
who asks me
to hate myself.

#rebel #truth #awakening #divide

Kim Yu Jun 29

Raindrop

You have come down with the storm
Splashed and spread across the Earth
Merging with the mud to take form
In this amalgamation, you took your first breath.

You have since assumed the affairs of the mud-form you’ve chosen
Entrapped by the aspiration of fulfilling the duties that come with it
And limited within the terrain in which it is soaked in
Wholly bewildered in a dimension you cannot outwit

O Raindrop, soon the sun will rise and the mud will dry
With all the illusions you’ve acquired in this long night
Wither away with the mud or evaporate back into the sky?
Will you perish into sand or re-immerse yourself with the infinite?

Your soul as the raindrop and your body represented by the mud.

#soul #spirituality #mukti #realization #awakening #liberation #free

Cadmus Jun 22

Depression Is Not Sickness

☔️

The depressed one is not sick,
nor broken,
nor lost to some disorder.

He simply saw the world,
its truths laid bare,
its people unmasked,
and found no beauty
in the ruin beneath.

It wasn’t madness that took him,
but clarity.

And the weight
of so much ugliness
he could not unsee.

☔️

Sometimes, what breaks a person is not confusion, but understanding.

#depression #truth #clarity #darkness #mental #health #human #nature #awakening #sensitivity

Jesse Day Higgins Jun 18

From Nothing, From Everything

Beat
(still)
Beat
(still)
Listen—
Can you hear it?
Life.
From nothing.

Pause—
sit
within
the
emptiness.

Let
it
become
the
beat
and
the
(still)

Eyes, wide with wonder.
A heart beats
to the rhythm
of tiny,
pitter-patter feet.

Beat
(still)
Beat
(still)
Listen—
Can you hear it?
Life.
From everything.

From breath. From pause. From presence. This is what I heard.

#existential #stillness #heartbeat #awakening #emptiness #wonder #minimalistpoetry #birth #duality #poetryofsilence

Stinus Helweg Andersen Jun 11

Day

I will dress you day
in a golden light
with your
chipping of birds
and Trafic picking up speed
I will dress you
in your bare nakedness
cold feet and warm tender skin
I will dress you in anticipation
when now I feel you so near
That your love will pass through me
And into you
day

#awakening #morning #perspective

Ricardo Diaz Jun 9

Once more, or never again

Once apon a time so gentle,
Watched sunrises as the birds sang good morning

Then broken in disillusionment,
became a dangerous weapon

Nothing can be gained without loss,
Even the celestial gates demand the reapers sickle.

He who seeks peace
Must face chaos

I know not what scares me more.
To see you once more,
Or never again.

I tremble at the choice unseen
To embrace the risk of once more
Or brace for impact on never again.

#fragile #awakening #shattered #conflicted #embrace #uncertainty #tremble #yearning #threshold

Cadmus May 30

When Virtue Turns Ugly

When a noble heart is betrayed,
He runs not home, but feeds the flame.

Toward the low, he throws his grace,
A furious fall from a higher place.

As if to curse what once was pure,
To make his past no longer endure.

Not for pleasure, not for thrill
But to punish the light it once stood still.

Even the most virtuous soul, when betrayed deeply enough, may seek ruin not out of desire, but as revenge against the very morality that once made them vulnerable. It is not corruption they chase, but justice twisted by pain.

#betrayal #virtue #darkness #descent #purity #vengeance #pain #self #corruption #awakening

aviemortem May 28

Awake

In the midst of this dying race,
One doubts none but one’s own rage.
Lost in a way that no one can relate,
The mind that scorns its own cruel fate.
Hey! don’t be desperate,
This too shall abate,
Once you find the gate
To the light that'll change your fate.

Awake, My friend, Awake!
It is an essence to bind the faith
When all seems to fade.
In this world, full of plague,
You shall face the fate.
My friend, Awake...

For this shall slowly fade,
And I shall no more wait.

My first poem, Awake, was written during the COVID-19 lockdown, a moment of stillness that turned into a voice I hadn’t used before. I’m not here for attention, just expression. If my words resonate with you, I’m grateful they found a place to land.

#isolation #existential #reflection #awakening #hope