Clementia Goddess of PityA Poem by Gideon X. A. Elson
What the f**k was I thinking it's funny truly,
for surely I drinking, Decieved so cruelly. my brain has my heart, it's ignorance noted, Seems from the start, on daydreams it floated. I see now what's real, and been all along, my heart made a deal, but not for too long. And how I was fooled, by my want for love, And now I've been schooled, and want no more of. My unreal desires and outrageous notions, sad dying fires and godless emotions. With truths brought to light, and soul drug asunder, for lost have I fight, with this fatal blunder. I no longer thirst for nectars once had, for taste thee the worst, when flowers gone bad. The bees seem so lost, and lured astray, and pay I the cost, on this somber day. For where go I now, with my soul deplete, that would me allow lick wounds of defeat, Coil and whither into complete disarray, foiled and bitter, unto my dismay. For would you consort, with a wounded snake? and lend him support for Clementia's sake? I think not would I for fear of his bite, I'd just leave him lie, and bid him goodnight. I suffer alone the thoughts of my mind, for wanting to groan, when foolish I find. The acts that brought shame, in a time gone by, and what I became, and where I now lie. Sweet songs of living and those who would sing, I find not thee gripping, feel only thy sting. © 2022 Gideon X. A. ElsonReviews
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3 Reviews Added on January 15, 2022 Last Updated on January 15, 2022 AuthorGideon X. A. ElsonKeytesville, MOAboutI'm nobody important, but I do find life more bearable when I create things be it writing poetry, music, photography or rambling nonsense. I like to write in rhyme and meter, though must admit emphasi.. more..Writing
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