Euphoria

The poem attached below is a recent re-creation of a traumatic experience of my life. The words attempt to emote the intensity of my feelings.

Euphoria

by Manali Shah

She stood alone in the rain,
waiting for the thunder,

Anticipating the lightning, 

In its rage to strike again!

The bolt struck her down

Cursing and bruising her back,

Leaving a gash so deep

It burned her insides out!

 

Fire knives twisted lies in her skin,

Making fissures deeper and deeper within,

Every slash slit her veins

Every strike punched her name.

Thunder cheered along

Aggravating the mocking game!

She saw herself in the pool of her blood,

Misty eyes stared at her, singing words of love,

She looked within for the strength she was born with,

As tears rolled down, diluting the crimson flood.

The sea ripped her open, exposing her hidden flesh,

Every pore soaked in the acidic rain,

Hurt drizzled down her wet body,

While she was stared down by Pain,

O you cowardly seas! How you slash and dash!

 

Her beating heart started beating fast 

As she broke the chains like shattering glass

The lightning envied her growing resilience

The hurricane guffawed as the sky smiled overcast!

 

The Sun and the Moon now appeared in the sky,

Light yellow and a ball of light,

Blessing her with, faith abundant

The Stars twinkled showering their shine.

She arched straight up with her arms outstretched,

And embraced the future the Universe had granted,

She purged all the clouds of sorrow away

Her wounds now became her spears of Truth,

Her scars became her armor of Faith.

 

Life filled her up with the that Fire again,

As she clutched at her heart which was kindled ablaze,

Time was a companion, Love became herself,

As she glided through the war zone with dignified grace.

She glowed like the first morning rays.

She had conquered the infinite seas;
she burnt in love like the mighty phoenix,

She was reborn from the ashes 

To be the Queen!

Author's Note

Anyone who has suffered any personal struggle will be able to relate to this piece of writing. When you hit rock bottom, the only way is up. the only person to push you up is you.