Before You Forget Again: You Are an Amazing Triumph! {poetry}

The robin in your tender heart

Hungers for the red berry

That titillates your tongue.

She carols as the snow falls —

And not with the chorus of the dawn

In radiant spring.

What might have been?

Your voice silenced,

The spirit of you


I see glimpses of your fire

From the light that has vanished

From your eyes.


Your wings soar,

Only not to follow

Your heart.

And your heart is that of

A child,

Deeply vulnerable,


So sensitive,

And sweet.

You inspire me

To change my perspective

With your unique vision

Of the world.

You shine with your brilliance,

And you don’t know.

Your bursts of laughter

Make me smile.

As always, you are the light

In my darkness;

Your spirit is the fire I feel

In the sun’s warmth.

You were the dawn of my awakening,

And the splendor of my dreams.


And I have cried

For your heart

More than I have ever cried

For my own.

I am torn apart by

The intensity of your pain.

It is profound sadness

I feel,

When I think I’ve reached you

And then hit another wall…



I fear losing you forever

To your grief,

As I grieve, too,

For the subtleties

And cues

You don’t understand.

Avoiding the eyes of others…

Your intense frustration

In trying to get it right,

And thinking you have it all wrong.


You have it right,

So right —

Always did,

Always will.

I only wish you could know

The joy

Of being free.


The tentative smiles,

The looks of uncertainty,

Prompt me to tell you,

You got this.

You’ll be fine.

Whatever the passion,

Let it burn.

It will save you.


Retrieve every shattered fragment

Of your soul.


Accept it,

Embrace it,

Bless it with your peace.

Give it mighty and glorious wings,

And let it fly where it leads

Without fear,

Into the twilight of an infinite sky.


Be happy,






Celebrate yourself

And don’t stop singing

Your life’s song.

The song is your vision,

Your passion;

It belongs to you.

Without it,

You wither and die.


Don’t you, for one moment,

Let anyone crush your beautiful spirit.


Know, too, those who have crushed you

Have been crushed.

Those who pain you have been pained.

Still, you can rise again,

Become completely alive again

And shine on,

Just as you did before all the hurt began.


You are not defective,

My dear one,

Not a burden,

Nor do you struggle alone.

I’m here with you.

I will always be with you.

You are

In every way


Though you don’t see that,

And you never have.

I just love you.




KyrianLyndonKyrian Lyndon is the author of Provenance of Bondage, the first book in her Deadly Veils series. She has also published two poetry collections, A Dark Rose Blooms, and Remnants of Severed Chains. Kyrian began writing short stories and fairy tales when she was just eight years old. In her adolescence, she moved on to poetry. At 16, while working as an editor for her high school newspaper, she wrote her first novel, and then completed two more novels at the ages of 19 and 25. Born and raised in Woodside, Queens, New York, Kyrian was the middle of three daughters born to immigrants — her father from Campochiaro, Italy; her mother from Havana, Cuba. She has worked primarily in executive-level administrative positions with major New York publishing companies. She resides on Long Island in New York.


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