Stringing Lights
Free Verse Poem
How I yearn to be the voice
that liberates self from the past
for the joy of a future.
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How I yearn for daylight
to warm my cheeks
and touch my lips,
.
To catch the whisper
of the divine voice
that welcomes my win,
.
And the twinkling eyes
of a soul with a fire
as lit as mine.
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The journey of self
feels like a lonely trail—
but wait, why so?
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Why, when I see
the sea of lingering faces
that watch my every breath?
.
The throngs of thoughts
that question my words
or admire my actions?
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Why must the mind
desire the suffering
of a false loneliness,
.
When the imagination
behind our eyes
creates our own reality?
.
Cruel it is to settle
when it holds the power
to conquer all in its path.
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And now I see
I am not alone
in my journey.
.
My journey connects
with others in a web
of stringing lights.
.
And we have our trails
blinded by the brain fog
that beds with isolation.
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Now I see the path
the mind obscured from fear
of shining too bright.
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How I yearn to be the voice
that liberates not just self
but all light from the fog.
About the Creator
Lindsay Sfara
I'm just a daydreaming nerd writing poetry and fiction about mental health.
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"Not all those who wander are lost" - J.R.R. Tolkien
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Comments (23)
Congrats on Top Story!🥳🥳🥳
Lovely imagery in this, glad it got recognised with TS 😀
Your imagery is powerful: I yearn for daylight to warm my cheeks, and touch my lips twinkling eyes of a soul with a fire, & imagination behind our eyes. I loved all of them. Every line was thoughtful and creatively comprised. Wonderful job. You totally earned TS.
Congrats on top story! Amazing poem.
Congratulations 🎉 on your top story I really appreciate your writing skill I agree when u said journey of self is lonely but it's better
congradulation dear on your top story.
Ah, this spoke to me deeply, Lindsay...I often have issues with dealing with myself. This is like silky soft...gentle...but not without power. Just, love it. Well done on an stunning Top Story!
How we holding ourselves back. Very good.
Beautifully crafted, I love the line about imagination behind our eyes -just lovely 🤍
Fantastic poem!
Super job, loved it. I really liked this: And the twinkling eyes of a soul with a fire as lit as mine.
Well written!
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I absolutely love this! We are all connected and our brains deceptive messages can be so cruel! Bravo 👏 great writing and message 🩶
Congratulations on your top story 🥳🎉
Our connections are so valuable
Back to say congratulations on your Top Story! 🎉💖🎊🎉💖🎊
Wonderful words , great poetry
congratulations on TS. this is really amazing. makes us all sit back and take a long look at ourselves.
Motivational & inspirational!!! Loved it!!!❤️❤️💕 Congratulations on Top Story!!!
This was extremely powerful! I loved it! Hope you're doing well Lindsay ❤️
How do we escape the cruel cage of self? Well done, Lindsay. You are wise beyond your years!
I really enjoyed this, beautiful imagery and passion. Nicely done!