What an end..

I, I, I ... am speechless!

This is one awesome piece

Love your poems even you want to have a special name
this one is touching me hard

This is brilliant! i love it! 5/5

Awesome, Awesome. I love it.

I love the words "befriended by a tornado " oh what an image that is!!!

x

Karla,

You left me speechless
this one was a really good read, I enjoy it so much.

"We all talk about identity, otherness and bla-bla-bla but when
it comes to understanding, we all are faceless, numb zombies
swimming across an ocean of metaphors and adulterated images."

I love your poems, when I read them I feel your voice in them.

I knew there was something I was forgetting. Thought I commented on this one already. I'm re-reading it again today and it still has these parts where I still get goosebumps and I'm left in awe..

'Here melancholy and nostalgia dwell
amongst clouds and tomorrows.'
^The imagery that always comes to my mind when I read this is: a dark sky with heavy clouds. It's just so beautiful. Also, beginning this with 'here' made it a little obscure but it added a sort of mysterious atmosphere.

'I sit behind myself to see my shadows,
thinking about stained hearts,
dirty notebooks and the supremacy of the
flowers when nothing
is supreme.'
^ :O I can't even describe how I LOVE this part. The imagery is... o,o
The language you use is so crisp and so poetic. Beautiful

'Two yesterdays ago I allowed myself to be
more than my self,
tearing my insides out inconsistently but
with some bravery.'
^There will always be a constant 'search' of finding/discovering ourselves. Yes, it takes courage to even try to look for ourselves, because, what if we don't like who/what we find in us?

'What a sunless woman I am! I was
befriended by a tornado
and I have learnt the ways of the wind and
of the rain when
dealing with people and problems.'
^I interpreted this as: a heartless woman; the sun, being her heart, of course, but she believes she has none. The 'tornado' may be her 'lover', and the 'wind and rain' may be things about her lover. But in the end, a tornado only brings destruction, no matter how 'beautiful' they are - to look at.

I really like how you divided this piece. The first part being: evocative and showing; while the second part was more on telling, but it was still so powerful.
I won't continue to quote the second part for it already is, as I've said, telling and it's more straightforward, but it really blew me away! Though the tornado wasn't repeated again in the second part, I could still see its importance as a metaphor for the whole piece.
I remember nominating this a couple of weeks ago, and I'm still totally baffled and surprised this did not win...
It is a winner in my book :)
Amazing piece. Keep writing!
-X

Hm, and why aren't you in my favorite list? I need to get organized -.-