This- Body- is -Truth

 

Color Magic #Brown | Ayami Kojima - Persephone
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A basket of floral patterns started right here, from my proclaimed beauty.
I was beautiful, like a cast of Aurora on the Himalayas.
First, I learned and swallowed truth with honey, so was the birth of my eyes.
this deep, hazelnut mosaic eyes
My body contacted with the blatant Moon, who marked my naked body
with thorns, countless emotions of twists and turns
And I was carved with my first outcry, I walked the truth and devoured it
In a pool of bells and music, Bloodstains I see
piled up as dead leaves, choking my pharynx
loading my teeth,
so I spill….I spill the truth, the unsparing bowl of parasites
an invisible ladder of truth
and so the truth was born, inside my flesh
I inhaled the truth…decorated its scratch on my lips
for this body is a truth.
Screams, numbness, volatile bubble of love.

©My valiant Soul

 

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my valiant soul

A dreamer and a believer for the upliftment of women rights. A published poet, author, writer. Believes in dancing and cooking amazing food for hungry souls at times. Loves to write and write till the moon is satisfied. My writings can be found at Visual Verse, Indian Periodical, Sick Lit mag, Duane's Poetree, Thistle magazine, among various others. Curator of Olive Skins.

41 thoughts on “This- Body- is -Truth”

  6. Sounds like you have discovered and understand
    the body of truth. And that is not just a perspective.
    The truth is always best. As they say…
    the truth will set you free.

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  7. Again, a great testament to the self and recognition of truth as it bubbles in the veins, stretches beyond the skin only to be consumed again and again. Love the imagery but that simile, comparing beauty to the ‘cast of Aurora and the Himalayas’ is absolutely perfect. Beautiful as always, MVS.

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