Confusion.

Down the street of aloneness I walked,
With a mind encumbered with boredom
My heavy steps wobbled all along,
Yet the breeze could easily blow me off.

Simple sadness in my heart,
Clustered together by the memories of the past.
I don't want to fall in love again,
Yet, my heart is thirsty for it again.

I'm wearing out for love,
But I'm scared of getting hurt once more.
My heart still wandering in confusion,
Along the path of loneliness.

Author's Note

A moment of loneliness.

What do you think?

Reviews

[barleygirl]

This is a great poem! I was completely walking alongside this narrator, feeling the observations, noticing how the "wobble in the wind" concept, introduced in V1 is carried thru-out within the wobbling wistfulness of your wavering words. (Pardon the ridiculous amount of alliteration). I can feel this wobble, first toward coupling, then away from it. This poem FEELS exactly like what it's describing (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Kay Salisu Titilola]

Many thanks, Margie.
I'm glad you enjoyed this one.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

the metaphor and personification work wondrously---and yes, this battle i have waged...
the need for love versus the fear of getting hurt again.
a never ending battle...
j.

[Kay Salisu Titilola]

Many thanks, Jacob.
Indeed, this could wear a man out.

[Cherrie Palmer]

I like the way your words lead me. A sad roadway fenced off from love, and the person on the path not quite ready to swing open that gate.
You also used great verbiage. Encumbered was a excellent choice.

[Kay Salisu Titilola]

Thank you, Cherrie.
I really appreciate your review.
They're really encouraging.

[Caroline]

I really felt the way the narrator was feeling, perhaps because I too share feelings of loneliness as well as confusion. Thank you for expressing the complexity of human emotion so beautifully.

[Kay Salisu Titilola]

Thank you so much, Caroline, for this wonderful review.

[John the Baptist]

The speaker here is in the midst of one of life's lessons. Having been bruised by a failed relationship, there is a hesitance to become involved in another one. Yet the burden of loneliness and boredom is hard to bear. Romantic love does this to us; it is something like an addiction. Love will come again, but hopefully a spiritual growth will have occurred before then, so there will be no desperation which might lead to another round of pain.

[Kay Salisu Titilola]

John, I think you are right about this.
You really understood the matter when boredom wind is striking a mind and the pain of the past love makes one to be scared of engaging in another.
That moment of hemmness, when we are left dangling with the thought of what to do.

And thanks for your wonderful review here.
It's really good.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

You capture that 'blunted' time when one still feels the rawness of the blow and is beginning to accept it but not just yet. You describe this well in this piece and your phrasing says it all.

[Kay Salisu Titilola]

Many thanks, John.
I really appreciate this thought of yours.

[Kesch (Finding Julia)]

you can feel the loneliness in this write, this is very well written and emotional. nicely penned...

[Kay Salisu Titilola]

Yes, thank you, Kescha.
Your review radiate my face.

[Kesch (Finding Julia)]

not a problem...

[Chris Shaw]

Broken hearts take some time to heal. I understand the loneliness, but remember that old saying 'out of the frying pan into the fire'. Proceed with caution. Well penned Kay.

Chris

[Kay Salisu Titilola]

Thank you, Chris.
You are really a great mind.
You review is well constructed and I cherish your advice.

[Chris Shaw]

Aw thank you friend :)