Spirit In Slavery

i am overcome by emotion-

strangely jealous

of what i know not-

till i look at her face

 

of everything she has-

that i dont

and everything he sees in her-

that he is blinded to in me

 

of her mind-

and what it is capable of

the fact i will never be capable of-

being capable of him

 

of her body-

and the language it speaks

the fact he will never understand-

the dialect of my lack of beauty

 

of her touch-

and how she attracts

what i was attracted to-

in him

 

of her maturity-

and everything that comes naturally to her

that i struggle endlessly-

to fake

 

the only soul i possess-

a broken heart

and a spirit that is in slavery-

to him

Author's Note

this poem may not be very well written but i love it because it gives such an articulate expression of what used to be my emotions...thanks for your time.

Reviews

[Ailyn]

This piece is very straighforward and honest, which endears it immediately to the reader. Nothing is rarer these days than honesty. As for the guy... having just lost someone I cared about very deeply to a (coughcoughslutcoughcough) young woman I really don't care much for, I relate completely. If you want my advice, and you can certainly take it or leave it, that if he's too blinded to see the superb person that you are, then he's really not worth it (and I know that's hard to hear). You'll want someone who focuses the same level of attention on you that he does on her, someone whose world you can fill and who can fill yours in return.

[Sam Freeland]

i believe the poem is well written. it speaks from your personal heart.
no other words would have meaning for you or anyone who cared about
you...and if they didn't care about what you had to say, they should find
someone else to read and review in a way that they would show themselves
to be worth hearing.

[theladyjai]

i enjoyed it, i actually liked this one best of the other poems of urs that i read. its so universal and real.

[Rosary]

i agree with you about displaying your emotion in a very articulate way. i definatly can understand and feel the pain you were cursed with at the time of writing this piece