Fleeting Memories

The sensibility had one
reeling for credibility,
have many laughing
for joy

Living in the crosshairs
of insecurity was
the first inception
of hoax that
lived a lie–

Holding the hands
of deception
as a shield

Clamor in moments
when evil can
cannot cipher
nor penetrate
with glee

No reception
and no entry
allowed

Leaving one
stranded for
gasping for
connection and
air

All the screaming
didn’t braze the
touch warranted
for attention

Shielded by the
grace of the spirits
that held one’s
sanity and protection

Explored, expanded
without any public
announcement,
which felt exhilarating
in doing so

Disengaged and unbothered
by the mockery of one’s standard
but elevated in one’s power
in ciphering what is approved
by spirits

One can never attempt
to change one’s mind
when limited view
clout their judgment
but it’s a signal of
swiping left
as early as last year–

Grateful and joyful
that one did not
allow emotions
or subjectivity
to make a devastating
a decision that one would
later regret–

Thank you for showing
one all the red flags
and signs earlier on–
Always listen to your
intuition is your best
navigation in life–

Thank you for the seeing
all things that one doesn’t
want in any relationship moving
forward

Published by Sherley Delia