Hidden

just some feelings from a few years ago

invisible to you I sit

and wonder

if you wonder too

if there is something more

something oppressed

someone obsessed 

something inside only we know

if we should

if we could

if I'm crazy 

or crazy in love 

you speak nothing of this rebellion

nothing of this irreverent game  

nothing but beginnings still chained to the past

my heart is a pawn

carved from old scars and drunken nights of lust

ambition gone awry

dead emotions once again made aware

mistakes helplessly brought back to haunt me

like a ghost that I can not see

Reviews

[Linda Guittar]

I love how words obey you to fall into such satisfying lines! A joy to read and feel.

[barleygirl]

I love every line of this poem. It's so expressive & I love the way you do a few lines that have repeating words & parallel ideas, arranged together in interesting wordplay, & which give the poem resting spots to ponder your message further. Your poem harkens to that fear we might make a fool of ourselves if we dared to reach out to this person, afraid there might be no feelings inside the other person, that it's all a figment of ONLY my imagination. And so we stay hidden *sigh!* (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[VJWild]

Margie, thank you! That’s exactly how I was feeling when I wrote this! Glad I was able to convey that feeling and, as always, glad you enjoyed it and many many thanks for your reviews!!

[Vari]

I can relate this feeling, it's hard to forget an unconditional love feeling it always feels like in gardens of blossoming flowers we ache from the perfumes of spring. Nice write, glad to read this.

[VJWild]

Thank you for your review!I love the line about how we ache from the perfumes of spring. Isn't that the truth?

[Vari]

Yes, true in many context.

[anonymous_at]

The way you chain out your feelings is amazing.
There are times when we try to live in present but we can't ......no matter how hard we try
....either aching memories or beautifully painful memories/feelings cling on to us like a leech ....and the worst part is that there is someone who is constant all along.....just in our memories.....while we are invisible to them....

[VJWild]

Wow yes that’s a great point! Thank you for seeing this in my work :)

[anonymous_at]

:). I didn't have to *see it* in your poem....since your work is so relatable....it eventually came to me.......
All the best for future
-A-