When the lights come on
I am in the dark
Blinded by my adulation
Of your beauty’s spark.
My inability to cope and
failure to withstand
The deafening alarms
Of my impotence as a man.
Your wicked words sliced through
My heart with a surgeon-like precision
I became ever more a shade
With every deftly spoke incision
And verily I dared not disbelieve
although you meant only to deceive
It was from your stare that I sought reprieve
As I dried my eyes upon my sleeve.
You told those straight faced lies
While tears streamed from my eyes
Those tiny insurrections my dignity
held against the cruel dejection
The thunder of your actions drowned out
the sound of my whimpered words
The further you plundered my satisfactions,
notions of happiness became more absurd
For a long time you shrouded my will
Under a veil of submission
I was confounded, and yet somehow
I still could latch tightly to some volition
Locked down, I was an unwilling subject
To you sinister devices
yet part of me managed to escape
Away to where my paradise is
You toyed with my emotions
until I believe it was a flaw in me
Then you discarded me,
And now dishearteningly
I fail to see that I am free.
Wow and wow...this becomes so much more powerful when I reread it as the one writing it. Every word could be felt and it all makes perfect sense. When they are good at the toying, they will make you believe it is a flaw to love. Your choice of words are all powerful...lies, drowned out, failure, dark, deceive, sinister devices, and flaw are just some. Great write!!
You toyed with my emotions
until I believe it was a flaw in me
Then you discarded me,
And now dishearteningly
I fail to see that I am free.
Wow and wow...this becomes so much more powerful when I reread it as the one writing it. Every word could be felt and it all makes perfect sense. When they are good at the toying, they will make you believe it is a flaw to love. Your choice of words are all powerful...lies, drowned out, failure, dark, deceive, sinister devices, and flaw are just some. Great write!!
You toyed with my emotions
until I believe it was a flaw in me
Then you discarded me,
And now dishearteningly
I fail to see that I am free.
Very well written. The rhyme and rhythm really make this move fast, which gives us a sense of the anger and betrayal. It gets the readers blood boiling at this bad relationship. But giving voice to these emotions gives some release to them, too. That's the therapeutic beauty of poetry. Bravo!
Posted 16 Years Ago
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10 Years Ago
I have been off this site for a while. Thank you for the comment