Decisions

Experimental. Just letting out my thoughts and aversion towards life and decisions being made, especially for the weak(er) sex.

I dread the unsaid

which edges on your lips,

sweet, sweet poison;

I drink the lies you feed,

the deceit wrapped

around your eyes, almost mocking.

I hear the rumbling

of storms, threatening;

and I stumble to contain the wildness,

which crashes, almost colliding.

I deviate from the notion

of decisions being made,

my silence considered acceptance;

I must be demented.

Reviews

[Alessander]

This feels like a person being 'gaslighted', being around a 'tyrant', walking around eggshells, always fearing the 'storm threatening, wildness..."

And one of the key features of being gas-lighted is that it makes the 'victim' question his/her own sanity, and that's exactly how it ends

"I must be demented"

Stark view of psychological warfare.

Living in dread is no way to live. Butterflies in the stomach is one thing, but dread is quite something else.

[Dr. YumnaKay]

I like your thoughts here and the way you viewed/summarized this piece. Thank you so much for reading, Alessander.

[Island Hippy]

Dramatic, but there's an assured-ness about your words that pack a poetic punch. Lots of heart in your writing, generously emotive and smart! Good stuff my friend.

[Dr. YumnaKay]

Poetic punch - I like that :)
Thank you so much for appreciating, Izzy. x

[Crowley]

I consider myself the weaker sex. That is for sure. Trepidation should never be a meal and living in constant fear and frustration is no way to live at all. This writing lends its voice to the call that in my opinion women should be put in charge of everything. Great piece!!!

[Dr. YumnaKay]

I wouldn't say everything but at least to live their lives like they want. And yes, that ain't no way to live, sadly, in my part of the world, that's a majority.
Thank you so much for your thoughts here and for appreciating, C.

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem is amazing. We need to write a book together. Two poets discussing life, god and all things.
"I dread the unsaid
which edges on your lips,
sweet, sweet poison"
Hemingway would liked the above lines. So damn good. Thank you dear friend for sharing the amazing poetry. I did like this one.
Coyote

[Dr. YumnaKay]

That's an interesting idea! Hopefully, given time we will in near future :)
Thank you so much for such a lovely compliment and for appreciating, my friend. Glad you like it :)

[Coyote Poetry]

I did enjoy this one and you are welcome my dear friend.

[Blue]

You had me hooked from the very first stanza. Strong and sharp!

[Dr. YumnaKay]

Glad you were hooked. Thank you so much for appreciating. :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

sometimes we feel better off not hearing the words, we don't like endings and want to stave them off...we live in an uneasy world of many unspoken thoughts---but we know they hang suspended and eventually fall from the lips.

[Dr. YumnaKay]

I agree. Nicely worded. Thank you so much for your thoughts here, Jacob. Appreciated.

[emmajoy]

When you place your words hard right as above, I wonder if you're containing emotions, trapping them against a wall or..or. protecting them, not wanting them to explode but to calm... calm.. calm. You write so vividly, feelings exposed, almost demented, but hopefully, soon to be re-arranged logically, kindly. '.. and I stumble to contain the wildness, ~ which crashes, almost colliding...' Now to slow, sort, then drift into peace.. i hope.

[Dr. YumnaKay]

That's an interesting observation. I think it's more about me being comfortable with the right margin and perhaps it wakes up the reader too ;)
Thank you so much for your thoughtful words, Em. As always appreciated (:

[emmajoy]

Trust me to be different!! Will just fly off to my other world, Yumna! :) Sipping a cup of Java to you.

[Einstein Noodle]

oh my goodness Doc! wonderful personifications ..raw and real ..absolutely love the first verse ..."...edges your eyes" brilliant says i! just brilliant! and i really like how you use all the page ..setting your poem to the right margin is very effective ... i am tucking it away and in the years to come will "think of it" as an original thought to be used :))))))) just kidding ....... maybe ;)
your poem is very relatable ... and i think the closing line adds to that personal touch .. nice job ma'am
E.

[Dr. YumnaKay]

This was written in almost too much of a bitter mood, so I'm glad the personifications carry through. As for using the right side, idk it feels more comfortable to me in some ways...
Thank you so much for your words here and for appreciating, Einstein (: