In the Loss of Bliss Seek Ignorance

 

Ignorance!

This bliss I’ve lost,

And now this truth,

Unveiled by clumsy hands.

Has imbedded in my head,

The curse of knowledge,

And in turn has twisted thought,

For now I cannot dream.

Reviews

Enjoyed:

1) "And in turn has twisted thought," Has a good ring to it.
2) "For now I cannot dream." Though it ends sort of awkwardly, it is a good awkward, like it shakes the reader.
3) Love the title

Could change:

1) Your first line seems to not match the mood exactly with the rest of the poem.
2) "Unveiled by clumsy hands." I feel the phrase "clumsy hands" can be improved upon. My gut is telling me something, though I can't explain in a technical way.
3) "Has imbedded in my head," For some reason, the sound-sense here seems too harsh for my ear. But that's just my ear. Other people might enjoy it.