Destiny Reclaimed

taking back the reins of your life

                  Destiny Reclaimed
        
I am standing in a thunderstorm ,
Welcoming it's punishing torrents on my skin,
You thought you had broken me,
With your sneering words,and mocking laughter,
Yet you are no victor,
But a scourge  wielding your insults like a weapon.

 

I have stood before you trembling,
Countless times before,
Just yearning for a kind word,a smile,
Needing your approval like it was ambrosia
Because I treated you like a god,
And you treated me like less than the dirt beneath your feet.

 

Life passed you by ,
While you were busy tutoring me ,
On how to live mine,
"Do this,do that, you will never get it right,"
Your words honed to a point,
That drew blood with their every utterance.

 

You claim the title warrior,
But you wear  the skin of a coward ,
Projecting your beliefs onto me,
Like it were the holy grail,
Awesome you are in your own opinion,
Wretched am I by the same token.

 

Life is too short for me ,
To let you stand at the helm of my destiny,
While I cower in the shadows,
So I will let my spirit take flight,
Unfettered by your ignorance and spite,
And soar to heights that I dared  not before.

             By vidya

Author's Note

Please say something it would mean a lot:)

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I understand the poem. Sometime too much direction can lead us to separation. I told my kids. Travel, have fun and test life. It is your life. Walls of control only give the prisoner reasons to escape. I enjoyed the complete poem. Wisdom to be learn in your words. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Vidya Bacchus]

Thank you very much, we must let them go or they will begin searching for ways to escape.

[Neon]

I feel the emotions of an angel and the emotions, the empathy of an angel's fluctuating among the word of crime where to go because angel's feeling alone in this world because she'd not getting some hot guys as same as i am in this world who keep angels not beneath the feet but right into the deepest part of the heart .. who never keep underneath the body but right into the place of arms of flowers what an angels deserve truly with some happiness and pleasure and stay Hell far away from the pain and the tears .... Nice poem, you've opened the heart! Oppss! An angel's beat's on "Heat"

By the way, you pretty angel... I hate those folks who keep someone as hot as stunning as pretty as nice as wild as freaky as marvelous as magnificent as dashing as charming as birdy as sizzling as beautiful as you beneath the feet .. I hate seeing tears on angels's faces especially when an angel's just (in) your reflection.

[Vidya Bacchus]

Thank you Neon for your most wonderful review :)

[Neon]

As always the pleasure's mine, you pretty but don't ya think you again forgot your tight-warm-hugs doses??????

[Vidya Bacchus]

Why of course you are welcome to as much as you want:)

[Daffy]

I love the last verse. This poem describes so many couples, where one is dominant, and the other eventually finally attempts to keep their individuality. I wonder how many of us have been in this situation, when we have to stand firm and be 'me'. This poem reads very well, and very clearly a good write.

[Vidya Bacchus]

Thank you very much for your kind words

[Matt Sayer]

Elegantly, eloquently written. The crushing oppression of a stern dictator imposing their creed on a fragile spirit. Breaking free and assuming control of your own destiny is often trying, always daunting, but ultimately incredibly rewarding. Excellent poem. :)

[Vidya Bacchus]

This is the reality of the words.Thank you very much for your kind review:)

[Solitary Traveler]

I can understand this piece. It feels like a child waiting for a father's approval, desperate for it, yet that person's opinion is not worthy of you. They judge with self-righteousness, and you desire to feel their approval, even if you never will. Nicely expressed.

[Vidya Bacchus]

Thank you very much for your most insightful review it is much appreciated:)

[RealistMe]

I really like this poem because it's empowering. I would change these things about the poem:


"I am standing in a thunderstorm,
Welcoming its punishing torrents on my skin.
You thought you had broken me
With your sneering words and mocking laughter.
You are no victor.
You are just a scourge wielding your insults like a weapon.

I have stood before you trembling,
Countless times before,
Yearning for a kind word or a simple smile,
Needing your approval like it was ambrosia.
I treated you like a god.
You treated me like less than the dirt beneath your feet.

Life has passed you by,
While you were busy tutoring me
On how to live mine.
"Do this." "Do that." "You will never get it right!"
Your words honed to a point,
That they drew blood with their every utterance.

You claim the warrior title
Yet you wear the skin of a coward,
Projecting your beliefs onto me,
Like it were the holy grail.
In your opinion, you are awesome.
By the same token, I am wretched.

Life is too short for me
To let you stand at the helm of my destiny.
While I cower in the shadows,
I will let my spirit take flight,
Unfettered by your ignorance and spite,
Soaring to heights that I dared not before."

[RealistMe]

You're welcome. I was trying to make it flow a little better in some areas. :)

[Vidya Bacchus]

Yes thank you for your comment i did need to put puctuaation marks and stuff but as to the wording I will keep it as it is because I write how I write.Thank you very much for the help it is most appreciated

[RealistMe]

You're welcome.

[Vidya Bacchus]

I did change the repetitive word "but" in the first paragraph and put in the quotation marks.Thank you very much, your comments mean a lot:)

[RealistMe]

That's good. You're welcome. :)

[Daniel Sala]

Something. ...Oh, sorry, Vidya, I see what you mean: Your poems are so natural, and honest, the wording of the second and third verses are brilliant - you cut through the surface with a scalpel and make human experience many of us know in the flesh (but hide) a comfy chair to listen from and to draw inspiration in the depth and love of your words. A poem really worthy of reading, great work, as only you can create.
And more: a beautiful title - you really choose the titles with precision; the poem conveys the bare truth of psychological abusers with clarity, shows this sort of person/male for the pathetic coward they are, who are only tall standing on another, how their insidious ways undermine people's self confidence and good faith/trust, and the last verse is a great positive statement of strength and realising freedom from a mean little nothing to fly onto better things. Should be obligatory reading in schools.

[Vidya Bacchus]

Oh my gosh daniel thank you so much your kind words mean a lot.I feel what I write and vice versa.

[Daniel Sala]

Thnak you, Vidya, great work, as ever.

[Lydia Shutter]

When you come to the realization, it is so freeing. A write of empowerment. Someone who tries to control your life and thinks his or her opinion is the only one that counts is not someone to waste your time with. "Life is too short for me to let you stand at the helm of my destiny" BRAVO! Take your power and walk. A powerful write. Lydi**

[Vidya Bacchus]

Thank you very much lydi.This is very true life is too short to let someone comandeer it from you.Your review means a lot because you are such a great writer:)

[Sami Khalil]

We do have to reclaim lost honor , self respect and value and even our true destiny ...A wonderful write on that...:)........................

[Vidya Bacchus]

Thank you sami that is most true:)

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)......................