Poem: Boomerang

I walked away through a forest of silence

Were your shadow lingered behind every stone I found in my path

I was lost with no direction

in a waiting room I thought was home

waiting for my ticket number to be called

But the days went by and silence grew

Like an ivy made of tears and untold truths

So in the forest of silence I learned to exist 

until the day it’s thickness didn’t let me breathe.

But in that dark cold space of loneliness

I found my own reflection looking at me again

Pointing at the fire exit of your spell. 

And in the blue sky I found the rhythm to dance again

Next to the fountain where I bathe my body out of your scent

Where I licked my wounds under the sun

And transmute my frustration into poems

so I could let them go.

And the world kept spinning

and life went on

And the forest of silence was filled with music and fun

Must have been one of those moments when I danced with my soul

That you smelt my happiness from behind your wall.

And like a boomerang you came back to leave again 

Making the forest of silence grow at my expense

Feed by the promises that your actions will take away

And the hope that this time would be different

But never came.

Now your hunger brings you back

Even do at the door there is a “closed” sign.

You seem to also forget the terms and conditions

And the rules of engagement of this world of mine.

Or you are in...

or you’re out.

But boomerangs are only good for hunting.... and I’m not prey

Or to play with your dog... and I’m no slave.

You can choke on your silence

For what I know

But I set that forest on fire a long time ago.

 

- By Dakini Elora

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