Dramatic And Unseen

In this powerful spoken word piece, Adriana explores the themes of perception, empathy, and self-discovery. "Dramatic and Unseen" delves into the inner world of feeling unseen and misunderstood, highlighting the strength in vulnerability and the journey toward self-acceptance.

Through evocative language and introspection, this poem invites you to reflect on the unseen patterns that shape our interactions and the healing power of embracing our true selves. Whether you find yourself in the words or simply seek a moment of connection, this piece offers solace, understanding, and inspiration.

Transcript

Is she dramatic,

Or is she unseen?

Is she descriptive,

Or is she well-practiced in explaining herself where she doesn't need to?

I'd rather love people and understand the things behind them that makes them act the way they do,

Than to attempt to punish anyone or thing.

Who am I but someone who has seen and felt such similar things,

And different things too?

I can't imagine your world or experience,

Nor can you mine.

Things are never quite what we assume,

But where we have the same heart and human instincts to survive and to be loved,

This is enough to keep us together,

Never losing sight that it really never is person against person,

Only a pattern versus a pattern rooted somewhere in survival.

We don't need to exist along the earth hurting ourselves and others in denial anymore.

We can slow down,

Breathe more than ever,

And gather ourselves from our feet on the floor,

Shaking free unknowable beliefs and all that we've gathered as we pass through the door,

To do what we really want,

Following the feeling of love and pleasure once more.

It's been years.

These realms of pleasure and delight might react in fright,

They haven't seen you since you were a child,

But pursue them nonetheless,

The power they hold and possess,

To undress you of all the things that don't serve you.

This alone could free a whole city.

Move into pleasure and trust in this age you must.

What else could pull you in when you don't look within?

Such feet don't stay grounded on the floor as much anymore.

It's not a war,

It's something stranger,

We've lost all sense,

So we can build anew.

Let's lay flowers and poetry all within it,

Learning to listen when someone speaks,

Unbombarded by unobserved reactive instincts shouting out from inner wounding.

Don't expect it not to bleed in denial.

Instead lay in your own fortress of self-healing,

Loving,

And observation,

Until divinity may deliver you gently at your next station,

For you to enjoy freely without the shackles and binds of what holds you from behind.

It's safe to let go now.

Reviews

Thank you

Lovely amd powerful, like you, Adriana♥️♥️♥️Thank you 🥰🙏🏻

Amazing, Adriana. I will return to this meditation. Thank you for sharing this powerful poem.

Utterly beautiful and inspiring 💖🌟 Bookmarked for future use 📑 Thank you for creating and sharing 🙏💗✨