Mysteries

And I found myself seeking solace

In the wings of the dragonfly.

 

For so long I have been a believer

Of the dream that was you –

A mystery, intriguing as it was,

For in mystery I found my freedom.

Apparently, I did not understand

That not all dreams told the truth.

Veracity was unreachable.

Illusions became reality.

Flight could have been my escape

Yet I chose to hover a little longer

For I believed there was hope.

I was not caged, nor broken.

I only chose to stay

For I believed in hope.

 

And so, the infinite cosmos

Rained down on my wretched earth.

Infinity rained down its light,

And that power, refracted

By crystalline wings

Unleashed the unreachable,

Illuminated the unfathomed.

 

Beyond oblivion, I will become

A ray of starlight, flown away

Far from your reach.

What was unspoken

Will be left unspoken

 

For in mystery I find my freedom,

And in dragonfly’s wings

I find my peace.

Reviews

[I.R.]

I love the dragonfly. I think you should keep that as an interlacing motif in the poem (ex. "chose to hover a little longer,"refracted/ By crystalline wings:). The dragonfly, they way it flies, its colors, does sort of embody the mystery: shiny, captivating, yet to elusive to grasp. I think that you should circle all your abstracts (Veracity, Illusion, infinity, etc.) When you use an abstract as a main noun in your thought, it weakens the poem. See if you can replace the abstracts with concrete images. Concrete images really give a poem texture and a realness that abstracts simply can't achieve. Hope this helped.

[Gandré]

I like your poem. I don't know what I would change. A melancholic poem, staying sad till its end. But to this i wish to listen to Nighwish and then I am lucky. smile. hugs lara

[Being.john.sweet~The Ev..]

I like this piece alot, i love the beginning stanz, one thing that might make it a lil bit better would be switching this to this:
What was unspoken
Will be left unspoken