Creaking skeletal trees.
Wolves with kerosene eyes.
Ghosts crying in the walls
While winter slowly creeps behind me.
This internal battle is on the edge of dying dreams.
Life plays the dark symphony
The nights grow even longer, draped in the veils of wistful sorrow,
And a small dying hope for better days.
– Jacqueline Lente Poetry
– http://www.jacquelineannlente.wordpress.com
Tag: Emotion
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Melancholia We Meet Again, My Oldest Friend
In the space between endings
Where the shadows settleDemons hide in the corners,
Creeping aroung my delicate bones.My loneliest hour,
Sadder than the skies crying out.The inevitable fall,
The deepest inhale
Before I drown in this violent storm of tangled memories and pain.Melancholia we meet again, my oldest friend.
JACQUELINE LENTE POETRY
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Serenity Is A Dream
My mind is at war.
My heart wants peace.
One moment I am falling,
Then floating the next,
And falling again.
On repeat.
The demons creep around.
Seeping into my bones.
They have become my bestfriends
When I am alone.
Serenity is a dream far away from here.
Reality is a prison.
Constantly trying to escape,
But never fully reaching the exit gates.– Jacqueline Ann Lente
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This bridge is the hardest to cross. The river of pain flowing underneath is overtaking, all consuming.
Taken out to sea. Now it is just me and the crashing waves. I’m screaming storms and shouting thunder,
All the while adrift in the rift of oblivion.But sometimes you have to hold your own hand and sail through the breakdowns.
As the storms break and the sea calms,
I see the stars bright reflection bouncing off the water,
I hear the sweet lullabies of the world laced into the night sky.And I know I have to ride the waves and weather the storms to make the journey back to shore.
– Jacqueline Ann Lente
– http://www.jacquelineannlente.wordpress.com
Featured image taken by Jacqueline Ann Lente
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Indigo Hues, Watercolour Skies
I cry watercolour skies,
You can see the tracks of my tears.
I’m too dead inside.
Indigo hues deepen as daylight wanes,
And I realise,
I don’t live here anymore, inside my head.
All I can think of is,
Hope is a slow poison,
And temporary ecstasy,
is enchanting,
Against the fatal embrace of time.
– “Indigo hues, watercolour skies” – Jacqueline Ann LenteFeature Image taken by Jacqueline Ann Lente
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Seek The Balm For The Soul
Seek the wonder in life,
And never stop.Seek the showers of gold,
And the shimmers of sweet light.The good things,
The mysterious things,
The wonderful things.Never stop seeking what makes you smile.
Allow yourself to get lost in the magic.
Seek the balm for the soul.
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Forever in Flight or Fight
I hate it in my own head.
My own worst enemy.
Wishing I was dead.The demons get too loud.
The cloud of illusion rolls in quick.
I can’t get myself to calm down,
And realise,
Its all in my head.Sorrow holds its grip tight.
And I try and try with all my might,
To overcome, to push through.
But sometimes reasons are gone with the wind.
The grip is too suffocating,
And the screams of pain too loud.I am my own enemy.
But at the same time,
I am my own saviour.The battles are just ongoing.
The end of the war is no where in sight.
Day to day,
Night to night.
Forever in flight or fight.– “Forever in Flight or Fight
– Jacqueline Ann Lente
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Stuck In The Void
All the days and nights
Fade away.
Fade into each other,
Into a haze.
All the thoughts and feelings,
All the pain.
A whirlpool of emotion,
Sucking me in.
Stuck in the void again– “Stuck In The Void”
– Jacqueline Ann Lente
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Is it Better to Feel Numb?
Is it better to feel numb?
Even just for a little while.
To turn off from the sadness, you’ll know you will have to face again and againOr is feeling numb a sign that the sadness has become too much? and you have become used to feeling like this,
Used to all the bullshit and the trauma, that feels never-ending.
And being numb is a coping response to try and feel some peace,even if its short lived, even if its for one moment.
One little sliver of peace amongst the chaos.
One moment of floating instead of falling into the void of darkness that is my mind.
– “Is it Better to Feel Numb?”
– Jacqueline Ann Lente
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We Become One
As the sun sets over the mountains and darkness becomes night,
Our souls reset for another day.
Our hearts settle.
Our minds may race processing the day that is done.
Our body lays to rest.As the sun sets over the mountains and darkness becomes night,
We become one with our true self.
– “We Become One”
– Jacqueline Ann LenteFeature image taken by Jacqueline Ann Lente
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Live To Tell Another Day
It may be a struggle to get up, but you can overcome. Wake up, let the hot water of the shower warm your bones. Take a moment of peace, breathe. Be proud of yourself. Have faith in yourself. Live to tell another day, live to make another memory, one you may cherish forever or one you can say that you survived from and made it though ❣
– “Live To Tell Another Day”
– Jacqueline Ann Lente
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Black and White, Full of Colour
Sometimes life is black and white.
Other times life is full of colour.
It is what it is
And we take it as it comes.
Hazy and delusional,
Or clear as day.
Clarity from the demons,
And time to love and play.
Black and white,
Full of colours,
Life is both day and night.
– “Black and White, Full of Colour”
– Jacqueline Ann Lente
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Paradoxical Mind
The mind is a paradox of both dark and light moments and thoughts.
Without the dark we cannot see the light.
Without the light we cannot learn from the darkness.
Both intertwined in perfect balance,
For our exploration of our inner soul and divine soul journey.
– “Paradoxical Mind”
– Jacqueline Ann Lente
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The Lightbulb Moment
Some life lessons and challenges are harder than others. Some take longer than others and are more confusing. And some life lessons and challenges do not make sense at all until that lightbulb moment;
Where all the pieces of the puzzle fall together.
We face hardships and pain but in the struggle we grow in wisdom and truth.
– “The Lightbulb Moment” – Jacqueline Ann Lente
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