Corrupt'd Affection

~fine line between love/hate

In the restlessness of souls

  the rustle of unease'd hearts

there's a gossamer spirit

  flowing slowly at rapid intensity

pierces the skin's brawn, severs deep

   blood pours freely in harmony

whilst consciousness resists

  recollections of serene melodies

gone array within truths

  sour words that maimed reason

sounds of contemptuous nectar'd flesh

mad passion extinguished/

   vehemently with all its might

raining fire in torrents of discontent

  games of life, cheated the rules

   intricate arguments to contest

      beastly duality of love and hate

that frivolous fine line that exists

     when fidelity is stained and tainted 

Author's Note

Reviews

[Jack...]

Sometimes that line is so fragile very on one side or the other and that is where the problems begin. When it ends, it ends...when one strays over that line it is the beginning of the end, and in most cases...just a runway to jump start the end. Your poem today my friend paints that line, shows us both sides and brings to the forefront how thin that line really is. To love or to hate...often these are questions that are easily answered and at other times not. But I am sure you can hate to love someone and just as easily, love to hate. I guess it depends on who is standing on the other side of that line.

Very well penned my sweet friend.

[Frieda P]

Fragile is an understatement, the beginning of the end, yes, and it lingers for what seems an eternity, thanks so much for your thoughts Jack.

[Lyn Anderson]

This is so truthful. And in your own distinct style, the fickle nature of it all and how tenuous it all is. One thing, the IT's needs fixing, I think, 7 lines from the bottom. At least with me, you always know I actually read it!

[Frieda P]

Gah, Mark called me out on one the other day, my Achilles heel, thanks for head's up...jazz'd you enjoyed!

[Frieda P]

Fixed ;-)

[NeiL ArandA]

I love all Adele's songs . In good tandem with this piece of yours. Your piece speaks louder than words. Scorned love and broken trust are a deadly combination. Splendid write my friend

[Frieda P]

Me too, she sings with her soul from a guttural place, thanks, jazz'd you enjoyed Neil.

[Giggling Star]

Fidelity stained and tainted ... one of the hardest feelings to deal with when a commitment has been defiled. As usual, your words are extraordinary.

[Frieda P]

Yes, leaves such lasting scars, thanks so much stargazer.

[Wuji]

feeling does overpunch identity sometimes, but is a broken-heart partly just a misperception? A cognitive lapse in the inability to cope with change? I think it's all a question of compatability and why lovers choose difficult other lovers is beyond me. You have given me food for thought Frieda!

People fall in love or cheat on each other, every day - I think we have to keep in mind mating is an "evolutionary game" where a part of us secretly looks at costs and rewards and sometimes acts on impulse.

[Frieda P]

Are you confusing logic with love, there is no sane reason for what the heart wants, thanks Starchance.

[Wuji]

Following one's heart could mean a golden-mean of the enlightened heart dancing with logic! The idea that the heart needs a dose of tragedy and passion just to feel alive is perhaps a concept of our youth? I find that the heart of different decades (of the human lifecycle) loves and even feels 'passion' quite differently.

[Frieda P]

Heart is passion, never asks for tragedy, but alas life does deliver it's doses sometimes, no matter how cautious or enlightened we are.

[Scott Metro]

Excellent love / hate graphic..that little heart.
sour words that maimed reason...nice imaginative turn of word.
Well written Miss Frieda...but you always do...
Scott

[Frieda P]

Jazz'd you enjoyed wolfie..........

[Scott Metro]

:)
S...................

[s y e]

// vehemently with all it's might
raining fire in torrents of discontent
  games of life, cheated the rules
   intricate arguments to contest //

There is a thin line between love and hate and sometimes when you're in a relationship if you go over the line you're putting the relationship in danger in a way. Your poem is extremely descriptive and really shows that line. This is magnificent. I agred with everything Jack has said.

Flip flops & all that jazz!

[Frieda P]

In a big way Sye, thanks so much noodlebumble, learn from your mother's mistakes will ya luv? ;-) xo

[s y e]

That is my favourite song, too. I had to sing that at a club I was at, sheesh! x-D And I shall try to learn.... can't promise nothing. ;)

[Frieda P]

Oh my, my baby can sing, now there you don't take after your mama! ;-)

[s y e]

HA! HA! Yes, I can sing but no one will hear so you're safe, I'll make sure to sing rubbish so you think you're good. ;-PP

[Frieda P]

No worries there, NO one is ever going to hear me sing...when pigs fly as they say hahaha ;-)

[s y e]

HAHAHAHA! I'll get you to sing one way or another.... puppy dog eyes come in handy or maybe a ticket to Belize? ;-)

[Jack...]

A ticket to Belize????? Everybody, needs somebody, sometime...everybody needs someone somehow...if I had it in my power...How was that????

[s y e]

HAHAHA! Nicely done my friend, I'll post your ticket out to you. ;-))

[Frieda P]

SHOW OFF!!

[s y e]

Hey, he was great! You're just jealous..... you gonna sing for moi yet? ;-P

[Frieda P]

Do you want to be sick this morning?...........

[s y e]

It's actually afternoon so........ go for it!

[Jack...]

Touchee!!!!!!

[redflutterby]

If you can love someone with every fibre of your being then you can under the right circumstances hate them that much as well. In matters of the heart things can get very ugly...infidelity, jealousy, rage..may combine to ignite a megaton explosion that no one will survive. But sometimes its just years of petty behaviour and indefirrence that turns once passionate lovers to mortal enemies. You hit this one on the head hard!! ;-)

[Frieda P]

Sigh, kind of strange really, amazing the twists and convoluted turns relationships take. Ha, love 'megaton explosion'....so apropos Red! Grazie mille ;-)

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Frieda... Kindness and a deep love
can heal... but it is rare. Your poem
describes a deep hurt... and I can feel the pain.
Your pen is gifted and your spirit is rich.
truly... Pat

[Frieda P]

Yes 'rare' being the key word here, thanks so much Pat.