Confusion of heartA Poem by JRBIf the thoughts are false, so are the words that follow, leaving memories lost to time.
Here it comes again Penetrating Thru force of habit Into my consciousness As it assaults My memories With visions Of a devastating soul Held in the undergrowth Of a mischievous sprite Fused With that of a cherub Retelling the story of a soul In life’s synchronization As it journeys In slow motion Towards its own end Haphazardly and insubstantially Moving in verses Thru beats of confusion On her emotional canvas She called life Painting stories With perverted colors Attached to deceptive hands Emotions Wrapped in a forged heart Continuously raising false hope Thru the composition of her words Of those haunting times Where the reality she created Merged into fragments of an imagination Where fantasy and reality Where unattainable To undo her wordiness In this ultimate world of confusion That she called her life I lost track of my certainty While being, drawn into her fantasy I found myself Under a muddled story Staring thru clouded eyes At the account of her life Not lived Not loved Surrounded In my endless doubts I found myself Thoughtless Silent to my own words Attached With disappointments While fluctuating Between what is factual Or unreal Will time persuade My emotions to restore My truth of certainty Do I have the inner force Time is quickening While humiliating My being of person Nevertheless You believe I feel not a thing Because I am, Extend Beyond my emotional Boundaries Obscured within a thick deposit Of lies, Falsehoods and deceptions I still cry Although I ask why no more
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4 Reviews Added on November 9, 2012 Last Updated on November 9, 2012 AuthorJRBGrantville, PAAboutTo my writes, I have been told that my writings, relate to the poetic styles of, John Donne, George Herbert, and many other early 17th-century English poets. By believing that enlightenment c.. more..Writing
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