About Survival

Watching the movement of emptiness sinking on my nostrils,
A part of Earth tremors inside my Corona of dismantling systems
With crooked pens, I still draw mundane loops of Reds and Black
Planets dance around my white waist
with slumbers of lilies stuck inside the windowsill
I leap and quiver, rebuking my seizure

For the numerous cracks now building under my blouse
Silhouette of Blueberries ruptures somewhere.
My eyelids become heavy and heavy
and the tears as my faithful companion
I sleep and walk and turn and weep.
Oh, my fingers shall be healed
and the knives of blood shall be washed
It shall be done.
It’s how we Survive.

©MVS

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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.

56 thoughts on “About Survival”

  8. Wow..once again it’s beauty..sorry i didn’t read your last poems .I was little busy..but I really like this one..though it’s small it throws me down to the sorrowful world.” Every line is amazing..I want to explain in detail..but sorry..but really loved it

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  17. Reblogged this on Processo de integração e autenticidade and commented:
    Acho maravilhoso o que escreveu. Penso que muitas vezes o sofrimento se prolonga por demasiado tempo. Mas como diz, no final, acabamos por sobreviver, apesar das lágrimas que rolam pela nossa face mesmo que nós não queiramos. Na verdade, a cura vai-se processando lentamente. Com muita dor, é certo. Se aceitarmos essa dor e a tornarmos válida para o nosso processo de evolução,ela torna-se mais leve, dói cada vez menos. Chegará o momento em que acaba por se integrar no nosso Eu superior e a sobrevivência passa a ser uma nova vida que começa.

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    1. I do not understand Spanish but As for what I have understood by reading it you are talking about the pain and difficulties in dealing that pain and still surviving.
      Thank you so much for resonating with my words and speaking so wisely about it.
      Much love Maria!

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