limbo

I can only endure God's uncertainty

 and for that I got lost in too many lines

Being in the dark doesn't scare me

 if I'm the only one who turn off the lights

I am the one who turned off the glow of the divines

You don't cause me a sunny* day 

 just because you made me to listen Doris Day.

You can't turn the "perhapses" in my head into yeses 

 by asking me to dance.

I sleep in your arms wondering if you will leave me tomorrow

I stay close to the door so I can escape at any moment

You were bragging about turning winter into summer

It was just a climate crisis, honey

Every time I kissed you my lips would split 

 and we thought it was passion

Is red the color of love or blood?

When I told you I hated the movie The Notebook

 you should have known I couldn't stand these fights

You made me believe in the dream that an empty lot 

 would become a mansion

While carrying the bricks, you left me there

 and went to the nearest broken heart

I can turn this into a real poem but

 yours is just Conceptual Art.

Author's Note

The Notebook is a toxic movie, let's face it.
Doris Day - Perhaps Perhaps Perhaps

Reviews

[Soren]

A heartfelt poem that reads raw and breaths pain. Pain is the twin sister of love infact they are conjoined twins. A Janus face if you would. Your poem presents this idea well that in this universe of ballance there can not be one without an equal amount of the other. Love without hate would not be love it would be emotionless. Loved the poem

[Beren]

Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts on my work, that means a lot. I care about your reviews. Take care

[Fabian G. Franklin]

I enjoyed reading this one, my friend. It points out that no matter how much we may wish it, we can't change the experiences of others or their opinions. But we may encourage or comfort them or even affect those opinions in some way that leads to self-revelation. I believe the greatest and most sure measure of love is sacrifice. I have seen this truth made evident in the raising of my kids over the years and in my marriage. We sacrifice for those we love; our sweat, our blood and tears so the concept of the color of blood and love need not only be mutually exclusive but I believe they are often found in combination of the human experience. Just a great write, here. F.

[Beren]

I think in romantic relationships, sacrifice must be both ways and it depends on the sacrifice level because if it cost your mental health, it’s not sacrifice it’s just harm If it feels empty and meaningless to you like conceptual art, you don’t have to fight you don’t have to fight for everything. Maybe you just have to accept you’re not for each other. I actually made up that poem. I didn’t write it through my feelings so I don’t have much thing to say but I’m grateful for your review I really appreciate your writings and I really appreciate your comments. always makes me so happy And thank you for sharing your thoughts. You definitely bright my day.

[Everett Dulin]

This reminds me of a song "Maybe I was Boring" for some reason. This one does feel more angry than your other works, is there much difference between love and blood?

[Beren]

You’re not gonna believe what I’m just about to say, but this song definitely have the same energy what I am thinking of you in my mind and I just listened and thank you for sharing this! I’m literally in shock that was exactly what I’m looking for. I’m thrilled.
And yeah, I think there’s quite difference between love and blood. I think love is more like soft love must be so soft and love should heal the scars. It doesn’t give a new blood and even if you have one, I think it can wrap them up. Love must be healing for my understanding and I hope you can experience that someday in some spring and I hope we can talk about this later.
I’m so grateful for the song again and if you can recommend me some songs like that, I will appreciate it
Thanks for taking time to read comment take care

[Vol]

Berenongur,
Before I took acid for the first time back in 1969, I had spoken to friends and read many accounts of what the trip would be like. The problem was, my trip followed those same roads, the hands on the clock melted, my fingers turned to clay, and Hendrix made the air too thick to breathe... the word "trite" took on a whole new depth of meaning that night. The reality I discovered there was in some way related to altering the glow of God, and all things spiritual, and empty lots without the right bricks to make a mansion, and my poetry more real than my visions. On the other hand, I have danced more than one perhaps into a yes so it could serve as a pilgrimage back to the time of marshmallows with raspberry preserves... a feast for the gods!

[Beren]

How can you describe this amazing story with amazing metaphors in just a random comment. I’m thrilled by that and I really impressed the way you talk about this and using my words into your comments makes me feel like I did something right and the way you use this makes me so feel holy right now. I don’t know what to say about acid kind of stuff but even the way you can use this words makes me think there has been a good story. thank you for reading and paying attention and telling your story, and making time for everything I am so grateful about that.

[Lorry]

I like the lines "Being in the dark doesn't scare me
if I'm the only one who turn off the lights." ...says the 56 year old almost growed up that sleeps with a night light! 😃
I too sleep nearest the door, but think while I do that any mad axeman come through the window! 😃
No matter how artlike, most relationships are conceptual, sadly.

[Beren]

It was never meant to be about real light but I'm glad to know :D
you're absolutely right when you say relationships are mostly like that I guess. I appreciate you reading and taking the time to comment

[Neville]

In my mind at least, limbo is a sad and sorry place to find oneself lost or stuck in .. I have never seen the movie you refer to .. but once had a thing about Doris Day .. but then didn't we all, back in the day .. Neville

[Beren]

doris day is a nostalgic singer for my age, the movie is a classic love movie that young people love, but in the movie there is mostly a couple fighting and this is called passion (at least that's what I understood from the movie, when I first watched it I said IS THIS THE MOVIE EVERYONE LOVES?)
let me also leave one of the most popular lines of the movie
"Well that's what we do! We fight! You tell me when I'm being an arrogant son of a b***h, and I tell you when you're being a pain in the a*s! Which you are, 99% of the time. I'm not afraid to hurt your feelings. They have like a two-second rebound rate and your back doing the next pain in the a*s thing."

also there were a lot of The Notebook movie metaphors in the 200 poems I used to write but then burned because I associated the person I used to like with me before watching the movie, then I must have been disappointed when I watched the movie, it was strange but definitely a self-fulfilling prophecy.

thank you for reading and caring enough to comment!
Beren

[Neville]

I think under the circumstances, you are more than welcome .. Neville

[Tumi]

It's a really poignant poem,
Maybe I should learn to write from the depth of the heart like this, instead of composing

The Notebook, I have the movie on my mind, but I haven't watched it,
But soon I will, with my pillow

[Beren]

please don't watch that movie, ive seen your poems you might like it.
thank you for caring and paying attention enough to read and comment!