Poems: Domestic but not Domesticated

Today I’ll just grieve for what it could have been. For the broken pieces left behind, the dreams, the moments and the passion we had.   I grieve for the love I can’t share and the moments that we’ll never have. The trust, the faith, the hope we lost and the chance that we never got.   I grieve for your silence  making me feel I don’t exist. And the way you ignore me  like if it gave you some peace. Today, I’ll grieve. For all that we are... but we’ll never be.   - Dakini Elora All rights reserved,...

Mirrors show us a reflection, a possibility of what others see like a secret door to other worlds where we can shape and dream. But mirrors don’t always work. As in the dark, there is no reflection to show. Without light to reveal the truth a mirror is blind and has no use. Sometimes I wonder if a mirror is all I am. A projection of desires, hopes, dreams, needs and wants. A tool of the Universe to show infinite possibilities to hearts and souls. But if I mirror is all I am, only light can make me whole and bright and no...

And in the night I see you coming towards me, And I have no choice but to surrender, as I see you are me, and I am you. And there is no way back. As we dance with the Universe I transform, and I become you, and you become me. And there is no way back, as we are just one and we have always been. And we move, and we embrace, and we are one with the Universe, and the Universe is one with us. As we weave with the invisible thread of consciousness: We surrender. We flow. We...