Delusion

Still raw. Ramblings of a raging mind...

Sometimes, falling in love with the feeling of being in love is what happens rather than actually being in love. 

Sometimes, the feeling of being in love is what feels good rather than the actual feeling of love. 

Or maybe it's just a warped up, garbled version of truth, love and lies... 

Maybe we're so used to living in a delusion that even reality seems bogus to our fake - accustomed eyes. 

Maybe it's all -- an illusion.

Reviews

[Perdition]

Maybe. Short and sweet and now I have to go rethink my entire life so thanks. Just joking as the harsh offering in this one made me imagine you walking down early morning streets that held flickering and vacant lights while you stood there answering and wondering where it all ends. I "loved" this in other words..or was it..lol. Wonderfully done. Thanks.

[Dr. YumnaKay]

I still wonder where it all ends, that's kinda my greatest curiosity in life.
I like your humour here and glad it made you think. Thank you so much for reading and appreciating, P. :)

[Glen Weimann]

Yumna I think you pose this very well. If you've read my poem 'I don't like being in love' you will see that I have similar reservations. Illusion is a strong word, likewise delusion. At the time it feels so right, so real, so natural, so everything, and this affects even folk who are pretty experienced with relationships. So the words may be a touch harsh, but your reservations are, I think, well-founded ... and well presented here.

BRs Nigel

[Dr. YumnaKay]

I seem to remember I have read that piece of yours, still I'll check that out again :)
I agree with what you say. It's like a blindfold which even takes away that power of thinking until we get out of that delusion...
Thank you for your thoughts and for appreciating, Nigel. (:

[Phill Oz O'fee]

When love becomes a misinterpreted perception of a sensory occurrence – genuine emotion is replaced by an idiosyncratic belief; this is not real love! Perhaps the poetic and pessimistic message in your write reflects that of broken heart! Well …. that is my take … :-)

[Dr. YumnaKay]

The weird thing is that I think most of the realistic things/facts are rather pessimistic, so maybe this is too...
I think real love is just found on paper but idk...
Thank you for your insight here, Phill. I like your take on it 😊

[barleygirl]

Not rambling at all, my friend . . . I spent many of my best decades pursuing the "high" of falling in love. I threw away relationships like tissues, once the excitement turned to dull everyday. In your thought-provoking statement, the second line doesn't seem to have any distinction at all between the first & second aspects of the comparison. It could use a tiny tweak. Continue on my experimental friend (((HUGS)))

[Dr. YumnaKay]

I did notice that upon reading your review and have tweaked a bit ;) but I'll get back to it. Most of my ramblings are just written unedited 'cause I have a hard time assembling them in order...
I think you're right about the excitement part. I maybe the same as that, though I do think I'd never really understand love lol
Thank you for your thoughts and for the suggestion, BG. Always appreciated 😊💜

[barleygirl]

Yes, I like that line two better now *smile*

[An owl on the moon]

Life comes in waves, in dreams and illusions, and yes, in grand delusions. Who is to say what is real, what is true? Is it better for the soul to stare at barren stone or to see instead a palace of light? As for love, and all that happens with the fallen, your words shake us to wake, or perhaps to fall into a deeper sleep in order to flee the raging mind.

[Dr. YumnaKay]

I wish for the latter. Would be calming to give my raging mind some rest...
Thank you for your thoughts here, Craig. I appreciate it 😊

[An owl on the moon]

Well, I know you have a vast soul. There are endless places there for you to find some rest, some peace, dear Yumna. 😊

[Tony Jordan]

We can want something so much that we forego the usual checks and balances and convince ourselves we are what we arent (or are involved in what we are not). Consider placebos/faux-meds or other substances for instance. (People do exhibit drunkenness if they 'think' they are drinking alcohol).
Your poem throws up some really pertinent questions for lovers 'in love' or for those embarking on same.
One of my very favourite people once said to me that love was his 'favorite of all the mental illnesses'.

[Dr. YumnaKay]

That's a funny statement :p I think it's all about what we choose to believe. Maybe faking it is a form of surviving ...
Thank you for your thoughts here, Tony. You always leave me thinking ;) :)

[Tony Jordan]

I would contend that faking is a way/methodology of surviving and even thriving in some cases (ever hear of the saying 'fake it til you make it'?)

[Dr. YumnaKay]

Aye, I have! Maybe even trying to master it too lol :p

[Najam Us Saher]

At some point in our lives, all we can think are just maybes, we make our own philosophy and theories about life and our past and this is similar to it. I really liked this as it portrays confused state of mind which resembles the feeling of being in love.

[Dr. YumnaKay]

I think life is a series of questions of what ifs, ifs and maybes... I agree with you. And yes, confused is the word ;)
Thank you for your insight here, Najam. I appreciate it. 😊

[Najam Us Saher]

You are right and you are most welcome :)