#transition poems on Hello Poetry

Christopher Lowe Dec 2014

There is undoubtly
A darkness in us all
But
There is also light In all life
And like the day turns into night
And night to day
We all await our transition
And as we see our rising sun
We let the light wash over us
And thank the sun for rising again

#life #sun #dark #thoughts #mind #change #you #light #transition

Rhianecdote Dec 2014

Transition Transmission

For the longest time I have avoided everything and anything that could potentially cause me stress or heartache. I have forfeited all of my potential in this pursuit. Wound my way around every which way, detour and diversion in a futile attempt to defer the inevitable and now I find myself at a dead end; without a friend.
Diverted my attention to ease any tension, but the constant detour, the long way round leaves a man weary; weary in waiting. Increasing the tension, the anxiety and the depression. Decreasing the fun, the happiness, the opportunity to be content! Because it's not a con, not really. It's a state that I could cross into absent of barriers if they weren't of my own making. No AK's line those gates, no watchful eyes or suspicious minds. Just an imagination creating a nation in its own image ; MY OWN MARRED IMAGINATION perceiving shadows as threats. But shadows they are and shadows they remain, shadows that grow in size and engulf me as I run further and further away. But shadows are only casts of the man; they do not exist without the being. Shadows have been cast but shadows may also be cast out; they are nothing without their maker.

Written over a year ago during a time where great change was needed in my life and I'm glad to say that for the most part I have stuck to such sentiments and it's made all the difference in life. A lot of us are scared of change but it's important to remember that it is one of the constants in life and as long as that is the case there is always a chance that things will change in your favour.

Its simple maths *******!

Probability ftw! :)

#fear #depression #anxiety #hope #change #perspective #transition #shadows #mindset

Lenore Lux Nov 2014

Palms Wide Open

Across the sky, dauntlessly, watching,
Shoes in cigarette stems while I
Wonder what flight's like.
Would I transition softly with the means?
Wingspan cutting resistance leaving me freedom
to fall, or better, to land when I see
earth worth tasting in the air around
mirrors in sanctuary.

Across the ground, dauntlessly, watching,
Shoes in cigarette stems while I
Observe my life like
Stone in the wind, steady as the leaves blow
Leading and closing the shows before and after
to end, like weather, and begin again
Forces to withstand time while I walk
sit, or lie where I go

What it looks like
What it is
Ends and means,
unanswered wishes
What it looks like
What it is
Ends and means
within reach will I take,
Palms wide open

#freedom #transgender #transition #open #means #ends #wide #palms

cr Nov 2014

i am not a butterfly

in the beginning of my first
year of high school, i was
the girl with messy hair
who tried to off herself
in summer's past, the one
with tired eyes who skipped
lunch despite empty stomachs
feeling heavier, the freshman
with open wounds grazing
the veins in her arms who
sprinted out of classrooms
due to the sporadic nature
of panic attacks.

i'd like to say that i've
transitioned out of the cocoon
of panic disorders and ptsd and
depression, but somehow,
the butterfly wings haven't grown in yet.

#depression #worry #abuse #anxiety #butterfly #selfharm #transition #ptsd #panicattack #cocoon

Akemi Oct 2014

peace

I wake from fading dreams
of soft hymns
and summer skin

Perhaps this is what it’s like
to be at peace

3:03am, October 24th 2014

Sorry I've been deleting poems. None of them have felt genuine.
For the first time in my life I've felt at peace with myself. I guess I've had a hard time capturing that in poetry.

I was not a good kid. When I was young I was cruel, selfish and envious. It took me until my late teens to begin seeing these horrible aspects of myself.
I began punishing myself, emotionally and socially. I closed myself off so I wouldn't ever hurt another person. I felt I didn't deserve forgiveness. Any stumbles thereafter were deserved, because no amount of good would erase the bad.
I became disillusioned with my identity and ideals, and consequently became disconnected from the world. I was bitter, cynical and misanthropic.
It took me another three years to admit I was deeply depressed. Alone, nihilistic and suicidal, small flickers of life would appear, but I was reactive, not proactive--a pessimistic defeatist.
I'd grown so much, yet all I could see was who I used to be, rather than who I'd become. Gripped by fear, regret and self-hatred, it took the help of both a counsellor and close friends to open me up again.
I still feel awfully uncomfortable around strangers, but I've found acceptance, comfort and love in friends, and a newfound peace that I don't quite know how to deal with.

#love #peace #comfort #transition #acceptance #growth

Elijah Nicholas Oct 2014

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Fall is beautiful.

But we forget that everything is dying.

#love #life #death #fall #you #seasons #transition

Olivia Frederick Oct 2014

Albedo

One, two, three.
I am stopping here,
But only to catch my breath.
Tear, rip, peel.
This is my transition

From getting
To giving. I
Am reflective of what you
Bequeath to me.
You are my Sirius.

for my dad
9/26/2013

#dad #transition #fruit #astronomy #sirius #albedo