Her flood

Her flood

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Her flood
As the barrage of emotions
confused, rose
breaking my levee banks
of rationality
logic bewildered
drowned
in her flow
somewhere
love
could not be found
missing.

© 2016 andrew mitchell


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Maybe love can't be contained in words
Maybe it breaks all boundaries

I like this one

The flood once it breaks who can dam it up


Posted 8 Years Ago


Nisreen

8 Years Ago

I despise the fact that i left
but you gotta do what you gotta do ..... i miss utopia on eart.. read more
andrew mitchell

8 Years Ago

haha Life is what you make it but if you are born in Aussie you have a chance to succeed :)
Nisreen

8 Years Ago

I know .... every place has something beautiful .....
We are creatures of emotion and that is a our strength ... that we do not understand emotion's value and have invested in the fable that is rationality ... that is our masquerade ... the clothing of an infinite rainbow in white so we might not get lost in the nuance. Embrace the nuance and find true passion and intimacy. The knowing of self. ... where did that come from ... lol. A poem to follow ... you heard it first:) An inspiring write:)

Posted 8 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

8 Years Ago

Thank you for your lovely review Pryde

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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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