Beautiful traveler of whimsical dreams
Chained to nostalgic times
Afraid to expand your wings
You were awakened among the valley of fears
You are gnawed in this aberrant world by insatiable beings
Who in their blindness pretend to hold the banner of life
Furiously they suck the decency of those who crave to look past
Beautiful madness you carry in your cocoon
Mad butterfly who covets to see the light in every being
Do you not realize you will get burned?
They will try to burn you because of your heart
A heart full of love which you intend to offer
Oh, you poor demented creature
You seek worlds of illusions lost long ago
You seek to bring light to hardened souls
Fly magical creature before they condemn you
Fly towards the lands of milk, honey and light
Fly...save yourself
But yo will not, will you?
You poor magnificent creature
You want to submerge yourself
In that which has brought you "happiness"
Such a small beautiful world
Yet darkness surrounds it
Dive then, dive...dive into the sea of peace
Let others breathe for the first time
At the look of your noble gait
Fly beautiful creature with the conviction of your being
In the light of your essence
Your wings are sweet caresses
Which for centuries should have been delivered
Yet dark forces try to kill the hope you bring
They bring madness to your world
Like a warrior you struggle,
Yet surrender you do not
Kisses full of furor you bring to us
Loving, pampering, sweetest touch
All delivered with a loving smile
Your eyes hold the frank look of a beautiful sunrise
All gifts to the ones who love you
Fly like the enigmatic soul you are
Let your light finally shine!
-Sofia E. Falcone-
Dedicated to those who endured so much hurt in life yet despise their "fractured" self, choose to keep going, rebuilding themselves into the person they know they can be; full of the bravery they wish others would have had to stop the atrocities from ever taking place.
The poem above is an old poem; part of my Enigma of my Heart, Volume II Raw Poetry collection. Thank you for your support.
By Sofia Falcone
I believe, with quiet fervor, that one soul can shift the course of many. I write not from abstraction, but from the raw immediacy of lived experience and learned studies - from the labyrinth of my own challenges, triumphs, questions and awakenings. In offering the contours of my inner world, I hope to awaken in others a remembrance of their own power, their own unclaimed wholeness.
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Eiros 
Beautiful poetry . Yes each one is going through a struggle of their own but there are few who keep moving on their chosen path .
Stay blessed always.
🙏🌹🙏
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