Reflexions

Resilient

I remain steadfast in the realm of impassive expressions, unwavering and untouched. I exude strength and resilience. Standing strong and unwavering through life's challenges, guarding the vulnerable points. However, beneath the protective exterior, my inner self yearns for the facade of well-being that is being concealed. A facade of courage remains ever-present, hiding the tears shed during moments of solitude. 

At first glance, the world perceives a calm and composed exterior, concealing a hidden strength. Conversely, my soul resonates with silent screams that I suppress. Every smile of reassurance and every gesture of agreement reveals an ongoing battle within you—a relentless struggle. Struggling to maintain a facade of happiness while feeling utterly drained inside. The constant battle with my reflection is a challenging struggle to uphold a necessary standard of perfection. Carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders, feeling the burden in the quiet depths of my heart as emotions linger from a lengthy journey. 

I stand tall, a reliable support for others, even though my foundation remains hidden. This passage beautifully captures the deep emotions carried within a compassionate heart, where sorrow grows and eventually finds release. On the path of righteousness, I walk alone, rationalizing deeds that are not mine. Exploring the vast moral landscape, seeking solace in the solitary pursuit of righteousness. 

Love is like a currency for me, something I hold with open hands. I see it as an investment in souls rather than land, leading to a different kind of income.  Generosity is the delicate story that my nature has crafted for me, but in return, my heart is often overlooked. Isn't this love, so free-flowing, actually quite demanding? A compassionate soul that weeps in private.  Bringing joy and illumination, my nighttime sky remains starless. 

A timeless story that emphasizes the importance of putting others first. Due to their accomplishments, they rise and vanish, leaving only a lingering presence and a hollow heart. This poem is a beautiful reminder to show self-love and kindness towards oneself. Ultimately, the heart you save may end up being your own.

Amidst trials faced, I've become a warrior bold, Embracing detachment, resilient and untold.
Within, the scars I bear, etched deep, Tell tales of battles fought, secrets to keep. They speak of journeys, both fierce and wild, Of trials endured, like a fearless child.
Free from the chaos, I break away, Shedding the weight of yesterday.
Amidst the lingering shadows, faint and worn, A fire reborn, forever sworn. Its light, undimmed, dances and gleams, Defying the darkness, fulfilling dreams.
Amidst the crucible's fiery strife, A spirit, strong and rife, I did forge. With every trial and every test, A resilient soul, I manifest.
Whispered wisdom, wounds that mar, They do not break, but leave their scar. For my sake, they silently speak, Lessons learned, both strong and meek.
Upon the mountain's crest I stand, Where storms have raged, where I've been tested.
The scars, a tapestry of triumphs won, A testament to battles fought and done.
From depths of darkness, I did ascend, Into the solace of this time, I transcend.
The scars, a constant, stark reminder, Of battles fought, of the inner fire.
Behold, cast your eyes past the carved facade, A heart, once lost, now found, a will that's yours to applaud.
The scars, once chains that bound, Now symbols of strength profound. They no longer hold me down, But mark the power that I've found.
Above the battlefield, I rise, My spirit soaring, unsealed in the skies.
Worn like badges of honor, the scars do tell, A testament to battles fought, where warriors dwell.
Now, bathed in sunlight's golden hue, Warm and bright, I step anew. Into the future's beckoning glow, Where endless possibilities flow.
Behold, the scars, so faint and fading, A testament to a warrior's raiding. Through battles fought, a journey born, Renewed with strength, a spirit adorned.