I love the title of your poem. The real truth lies just below the layer of deception…my interpretation.

Your poem makes me first think of the young girls and women abused by Jeffery Epstein. Be it an unhealthy relationship or friendship; subjugated either by physical and/or emotional abuse. However, I can relate to the emotional trauma your poem speaks to in a different way than of my first thought. Every personal experience is different. In my situation, I perceived myself as a bird in a cage. However, the cage had an open door. Faith and courage to extricate myself though the obvious open door was elusive for far too many years. These words best explain my experience…

Soft Murmurs – “One of the hardest goodbyes is when you still love someone, but the relationship is no longer healthy. Your heart pleads to stay, but your soul knows you must leave to protect your light. Staying means waiting for change, effort, and reciprocity. In that wait, you shrink. You accept hurtful words and crumbs of affection, sacrificing your peace for someone who gives just enough to keep you, but never enough to truly value you. Leaving is heartbreaking. You will doubt your choice, but the pain of staying of losing yourself is far greater. You don’t leave because you stopped loving them. You leave because you started loving yourself more. This isn’t an act of anger, but of profound self-respect. You choose peace. You choose yourself. And that becomes the bravest love story you will write.”

Mic Drop!

I love that you’re words are so powerful, damning, shaming – great emphatic poetry: well done you! Harriet-Jacqui Furl, Author.

Why does this make us think of Epstein and his pedophile crew. You took abuse and flowed with it Lady, to freaking tight

I love this. A gut punch, a mic drop, and one hell of a raging fire.

Beautifully penned, Fia. This had such an uplifting vibe my friend. Excellent write. Appreciate you, cuz.

Damian

This kinda rocks in a deliciously love poem kinda way .. fingers crossed for the future .. Neville

Dope!! ’nuff said!!

Much respect

Naaj

Chère F.,
A subtle prayer
A declaration of love
Is all that I am
Thinking of….

You are a class of/on your own (what do I know of your language?)

And this question answer format is a beautiful find.
Needless to say I love it to bits.
Warm regards, Gus

This reminds me of classic poetry from the early 1900’s. It has that feel and language. Nice one,, Fia.

This is such a sigh-worthy piece. I think most of us embark on that journey with these hopes. For some, it lasts. For others…not so much. I love the fierce optimism in this one

Fia, this is a jubilant celebration of love that you paint with lyrical wonder. I enjoyed this so much my heart sang as I read. You really made me so happy reading this tonight. I am rejoicing through the magic of your poetic and loving poem of an eternal flame that cannot be extinguished.

John

Well done and beautiful work

It is a bit musical. I wish for a better day, each and every day. That deer lost in headlights is so true

I agree.

Thank you for putting it into words so eloquently.

Got my foot tapping away from the off to the end and back again .. Nice one too sir . Neville

Damian the fire in the eyes of those zealous followers of the pied piper elevated to guru status is painted in your poem with fire and smoke. Truly a smoking great poem that is as strong emotionally as it is rhythmically. You have real talent my friend.

John