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Once there was a lost and lonely caterpillar
Searching for her glitter
But then She found you
Who helped her break through
Allowing time
To help her climb
You sheltered her, helped her transform
Which gave her the power to get through the storm
Letting her bloom
Away from the fumes
Now she has wings
It’s time to cut strings
No looking back
It’s time to unpack
She’s finally found her way
No more sky’s full of grey
No longer scared of the moon
This butterfly no longer needs her cocoon

Co written by
Lucy Burdon and Coco 07
We all go throw our own metamorphosis
marianne Jan 30
Sometimes I am ether.
Sometimes I am aria in full voice,
focussed breath from deep within, no, deeper—
from the centre of creation itself—
my truest self expressed,
I am full to bursting.
Then, transformed again,
as surely as night follows day
I am ether and together we are the breath
of everything, rolling through mighty lungs
in symphony with the stars.
Me, then we,
always breath.
Not separate.
ArielMarriel Sep 2018
I am the dandelion.
Transformed.

I was a useless ****.
Unwanted.

Now I am a fluffy force.
Reformed.

*******!

I sail on the wind.

I begin again.
Wasn’t sure if I should share this because of the “*******” part.
I’m a girl, btw :D
DP Younginger May 2018
Everyday my life shortens,
My happiness shimmers with the thought of "my day" approaching,
The chill running down my spine, reverts,
My hands tremble, as the fragrance of her hair breezes passed every sense of my body,
I stumble with weak knees, as her voice echoes through these drums,
My periferrels focus on her figure and send butterflies to my empty gut,
These eyes see differently; each day passes again and again,
It's no longer Love that gasses this heart,
But the motivation of one day filling the hole that lingers in the shallows of my soul,
I have transformed for that day, specifically,
In a way, I have failed,
I am vulnerable and my feelings are surfaced and exposed,
My inner sores are doomed by a heart that defends this castle, no more,
But, I will move passed this spinning clock; it is my time,
Living in doubt is drowning yourself in denial,
Living in fear of denial is breathing in counterless distress,
No more knots,
No more heavy pockets,
Live weightless,
Live free!
Star BG May 2017
Waterfall energies like beautiful thoughts enter my heart.
There, they rest for a short time before coming out inside dancing step, a breath, an intention to pass light around.

Sunlight energies like warm thoughts pulsate in mind.
There, they rest for a short while before emerging
to grow in flowering verse to pass love around.

Life force energies like hugging thoughts radiate into self.
There, they rest for a short time before being transformed
into the written word to share love for all.
Energies are present to inhale and ground with. Anchor into the new energies. They are gifts to transmute old thought patterns and realign in the truth of who we are Divine, sacred, worthy, and whose essence is love
eleanor prince Dec 2016
what do you do

when shrapnel of mind
let loose on rabid breath
tears at flesh
within

bullets round and smooth
wreak havoc
on pillars of norm
challenged

niceness blown apart
in stark light
harsh persistent truth
revealed

cloaks hastily drawn
screened vagaries of
loose imaginings
stripped

etched faces bland
devoid of genuine strength
cast aside effigies
of life

once lived interrupted
childhood tales
spent on pyre of fight
delayed

where skies are green
and grass grey
parameters moved
until there is

no sound
constructive responses welcome
Randy Mcpeek Oct 2016
I'm over you

Roses are red,violets are blue. You think you broke me,but, I'm going to show you.
I'll come back even stronger than before.
Your lies and deceit don't affect me anymore.
I'll be even more confident, wait and you'll see.
You thought you could take my dreams away from me.
My belief in my abilities, and,that is so sad.
You'll never know the diamond you had.
What was once in ruin is more solid than ever, dispite the fact you tore it down.You thought you were clever.
Now who's the smart one?.I am, without a doubt. I've change who I am, both inside and out.
I won't accept anything less than a heart that is true. The days finally come. I'm over you.
If you ever realize the pain you have caused, If you ever see how you made my life pause.
I hope you don't hurt anyone else that deep. Because in the end, what you sew, you'll reap.
Another will come along, that captures your heart and, before you know it, will rip it apart.

Randy McPeek
Pauline Russell May 2016
On gossamer wings she took flight
But the winds of change tore those delicate wings apart
She fell to the hard earth, a terrible sight
The wolfs descended upon her and tore out her heart

As she laid bleeding out in the dirt
Wishing her wings would of been made of steel
Then she wouldn't have these feeling of hurt
To the Gods she made an appeal

Please replace my heart with one of stone
So it couldn't be shattered by a simple storm
And never again would feelings be known
The Gods took pity and she was tranformed

Never again to be a delicate child
But a stone cold creature
She was as beautiful as she was wild
Her rock hard heart, indeed her best feature

Her gossamer wings gone
She would never fly
Being with out them made her strong
She never again would fall from the sky

The winds of change could roar
But she could take it's toll
That couldn't break her anymore
With that heart of stone she could just roll
Pauline Russell Mar 2016
On gossamer wings she took flight
But the winds of change tore those delicate wings apart
She fell to the hard earth, a terrible sight
The wolfs descended upon her and tore out her heart

As she laid bleeding out in the dirt
Wishing her wings would of been made of steel
Then she wouldn't have these feeling of hurt
To the Gods she made an appeal

Please replace my heart with one of stone
So it couldn't be shattered by a simple storm
And never again would feelings be known
The Gods took pity and she was tranformed

Never again to be a delicate child
But a stone cold creature
She was as beautiful as she was wild
Her rock hard heart, indeed her best feature

Her gossamer wings gone
She would never fly
Being with out them made her strong
She never again would fall from the sky

The winds of change could roar
But she could take it's toll
That couldn't break her anymore
With that heart of stone she could just roll
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