I wore you like a bruise
when your flames rose up
against me, causing an explosion
inside my imploding soul.
My walls of security trembled
from your tyrant rage you allowed
to excommunicate me from my
Pain burned me with its acidity;
yet, it gave me the adrenaline rush
I needed, allowing me to feel with
all its deliciousness.
For the more its flames burned me,
the stronger I became, because I fed
off of the pain, instead of allowing it
to feed off of me.
I consumed its acidity with ferociousness
of a tigress with all its communing properties.
Pushing back my tears, I delved into the core
of your essence through connecting with your
In doing so, I realized your weakness is none
other than your inflated ego.
I immediately began disassembling it piece
by fraudulent piece until your flames died out.
© Joanna Maharis
Excerpt from the book “Behind The Eyes Of Paradise”
About the Author
Throughout the years, Ms. Maharis has done plenty of writing. It is her greatest joy. Writing enables her to explore worlds through the written and spoken word. She enjoys being creator of lives which would have never existed without the power of her imagination. Aside from being a writer, blogger, and published author, she is co-caregiver for her elderly grandmother. When she isn’t writing, she likes to workout at the gym, cook with her aunt and grandmother, and delve into a good book. Every book she reads sparks her curiosity. Her own published works consists of Dominica’s Inferno (a novel), Japlin And Japlin (a novella), Peering Through A Streaked Window (a collective work of poetry), and four ebooks.
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