Once Upon A Dream: My Striking Beauty
Empathizing Bella’s wrecked-spirit in the lowest time of the life, during the coldest month of the year
Analyzing the taunting jolts
within the very soul beneath my skin
drizzling in my vein, echoing
from a secret place
retorting to the deed so vain
The chest is where I keep the jolts,
my precious possession,
my elixir of life- discovered
as the fruit for merely being human
emerging, my striking beauty
Reflected beneath its surface is the image of Artemis
depicting his luminous silhouette, a diabolique
molded in complexity: of Aphrodite's most valued charm,
of passion and comfort, of fear and discouragement,
forming fiery moonlight beam in an eclipse
Now as I see it,
my treasured Artemis, the essence of the meticulous jolts
were you my curse?
For having you imprisoned in my fortress of solitude,
radiant is your charm,
and I'm overwhelmed
now resisting, not pouring myself
into your no longer welcoming persona
Now, scrutinizing every bit of the delight
savoring the last glimpse of that very complexity
I leave the caress - no trail to return to
and erasing the path of the labyrinth
to the heart of the maze, no turning back
Once upon my dream,
my striking beauty
a beauty, no more
(Adapted from Once Upon My Dream - published in www.Poemhunter.com; also by Saskia Harjono)
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