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Epic called 'ENTRAPMENT'
(Disclaimer: This is a very very long poem; my longest yet)
I walk a very thin line
I play with the devil's flames
I weave a web so enticing
I trap and treat my prey like game
My Innocence, I must proclaim
Yet I am always to blame
I do not notice my fame
I am untamed, so i maim, without meaning to I become acclaimed.
Fire with Fire.. that game!
Oh how I hate when everything is ALWAYS the same.
It was never my aim --to hurt and bruise
Yet how can my splitting heart choose?
Between two halves that make me complete
How can this Dame possibly compete?
I feel ashamed
I am shamed
Seclusion slowly came, I am not safe!
I am framed, by myself, moreover inflamed.
Jordanne is my name
My warning is I will make you burn, bruise and bleed
Entrapment, I exclaim!
I am afraid of myself and what I will do
My head is unscrewed.
I become shrewd, rude and cruel
I am not sorry for my 'bipolar' moods
I need help, yet none can save me but God
Entrapment within myself, from myself, is all I've got
All I ever wanted was to actually be loved and loved for
My exterior is inferior
Though internally I am superior to my lore
I unravel at the core.
I cannot be stopped, there is NO end!!
I must be destined to die alone
For my mind, body and soul can never choose
--which is which and what is what
They're rarely in sync with each other
Sometimes I wonder why I even bother
--with my deep thoughts and emotions!
Oh how my existence revolves around those notions --such an uprising commotion!
I become my own enemy
I wallow in agony
I plead for sanity
All I have is my poetry!
I am trustworthy
Although, I know not my own identity
Lord have mercy, I try to live for liberty
Yet I exude lunacy-- such a dichotomy!
I cannot handle flattery or people ignoring me
I am my own scrutiny
How is there so much on-going tendencies?
Where can I find a remedy?
I am filled with anxiety
Where is my sympathy or empathy?
Why is my whole existence an extremity?
I suffer such brutality, within such brilliance, I flux like a symphony
I have so much humility
Though I always pay the penalty
I have come to despise my adversity, versatility, authenticity, mystery and purity
I scream internally at my misery!
I become contradictory
Entrapment surrounds my fidelity
With such conviction and conformity
I promise this calls for an emergency
Things will not subside subtlety
Why do I still have the audacity to contend with this travesty?
Such a tragedy, complete tyranny!
I must pronounce I am guilty
Within a reasonable doubt of idiocy!
Do you see my inconsistencies???
Entrapment within my own slavery?
Therein creeps my duplicity!
Such a 'Double Jeopardy'!
Look at my life story
One must see the comedy?
I am weary of my fantasies
I never have privacy.
What a sweet savory hypocrisy!
Who read my prophesy?
Will someone just kill me?
I am a mockery!
Forget formalities, but ALWAYS remember the memories.
Where is my humanity?
I have an immense personality, with defining qualities, a treasured variety!
My dream job is psychology & I miss my stupidity.
Now here's the REALITY:
Nothing I do is ever satisfactory
Even with my spontaneity
There is no validity, just vulgarity!
Laughing is a key necessity
People are scared by my intensity
Awestruck and in wonder of my maturity
None found can match my serenity
Although I secretly crave stability!
My sensibility and sensuality are in such proximity that recovery is my first priority.
Entrapment is my master and my monstrosity
Entrapment entraps me totally, indefinitely!
I am seriously my own fatality
I believe in Theology
Subsequently, I try to live piously
But my mind still cries hauntingly!
I can't stand my dexterity
I cannot stop, there is NO END
Undoubtedly, I cannot pretend!
I also cannot contend.
I am so broken and bent.
Why do I seem God sent?
With this impending Entrapment
I feel like I've dived back into »Abandonment«
No one but I, can solve these predicaments
What is your sentiment?
For I know for a FACT only God can save me from my judgment.
My Life is an addicting excitement,
A sweet sick sorrow that is quite an »Entrapment«.
I walk a very thin line
I play with the devil's flames
I weave a web so enticing
I trap and treat my prey like game
My Innocence, I must proclaim
Yet I am always to blame
I do not notice my fame
I am untamed, so i maim, without meaning to I become acclaimed.
Fire with Fire.. that game!
Oh how I hate when everything is ALWAYS the same.
It was never my aim --to hurt and bruise
Yet how can my splitting heart choose?
Between two halves that make me complete
How can this Dame possibly compete?
I feel ashamed
I am shamed
Seclusion slowly came, I am not safe!
I am framed, by myself, moreover inflamed.
Jordanne is my name
My warning is I will make you burn, bruise and bleed
Entrapment, I exclaim!
I am afraid of myself and what I will do
My head is unscrewed.
I become shrewd, rude and cruel
I am not sorry for my 'bipolar' moods
I need help, yet none can save me but God
Entrapment within myself, from myself, is all I've got
All I ever wanted was to actually be loved and loved for
My exterior is inferior
Though internally I am superior to my lore
I unravel at the core.
I cannot be stopped, there is NO end!!
I must be destined to die alone
For my mind, body and soul can never choose
--which is which and what is what
They're rarely in sync with each other
Sometimes I wonder why I even bother
--with my deep thoughts and emotions!
Oh how my existence revolves around those notions --such an uprising commotion!
I become my own enemy
I wallow in agony
I plead for sanity
All I have is my poetry!
I am trustworthy
Although, I know not my own identity
Lord have mercy, I try to live for liberty
Yet I exude lunacy-- such a dichotomy!
I cannot handle flattery or people ignoring me
I am my own scrutiny
How is there so much on-going tendencies?
Where can I find a remedy?
I am filled with anxiety
Where is my sympathy or empathy?
Why is my whole existence an extremity?
I suffer such brutality, within such brilliance, I flux like a symphony
I have so much humility
Though I always pay the penalty
I have come to despise my adversity, versatility, authenticity, mystery and purity
I scream internally at my misery!
I become contradictory
Entrapment surrounds my fidelity
With such conviction and conformity
I promise this calls for an emergency
Things will not subside subtlety
Why do I still have the audacity to contend with this travesty?
Such a tragedy, complete tyranny!
I must pronounce I am guilty
Within a reasonable doubt of idiocy!
Do you see my inconsistencies???
Entrapment within my own slavery?
Therein creeps my duplicity!
Such a 'Double Jeopardy'!
Look at my life story
One must see the comedy?
I am weary of my fantasies
I never have privacy.
What a sweet savory hypocrisy!
Who read my prophesy?
Will someone just kill me?
I am a mockery!
Forget formalities, but ALWAYS remember the memories.
Where is my humanity?
I have an immense personality, with defining qualities, a treasured variety!
My dream job is psychology & I miss my stupidity.
Now here's the REALITY:
Nothing I do is ever satisfactory
Even with my spontaneity
There is no validity, just vulgarity!
Laughing is a key necessity
People are scared by my intensity
Awestruck and in wonder of my maturity
None found can match my serenity
Although I secretly crave stability!
My sensibility and sensuality are in such proximity that recovery is my first priority.
Entrapment is my master and my monstrosity
Entrapment entraps me totally, indefinitely!
I am seriously my own fatality
I believe in Theology
Subsequently, I try to live piously
But my mind still cries hauntingly!
I can't stand my dexterity
I cannot stop, there is NO END
Undoubtedly, I cannot pretend!
I also cannot contend.
I am so broken and bent.
Why do I seem God sent?
With this impending Entrapment
I feel like I've dived back into »Abandonment«
No one but I, can solve these predicaments
What is your sentiment?
For I know for a FACT only God can save me from my judgment.
My Life is an addicting excitement,
A sweet sick sorrow that is quite an »Entrapment«.
Published 26th Oct 2011
| Edited 19th Dec 2011
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26th Oct 2011 1:47pm
Thank you for wrinting this poem. It was really well mechanically written. Did you come up with in a short sitting session or did you take some quality time sitting on this poem to find all the great usage of flow words?
26th Oct 2011 2:04pm
In session-- because although i was brimming to put thoughts to words i had duties & responsibilities to put first.I wrote it within a span of a week. Im sure it would have been less but work & life called.
This is a very controversial piece not just because it embodies me but also because Everything went into writing it; hence the length. It was mostly written in short sitting when i'd get a burst of inspiration of how i wanted it to sound or had the time. I knew exactly what i wantedto say just not how to bring meaning to life until it came as the product you read above.
Thank you very very much for your comment. It means so much to me.
This is a very controversial piece not just because it embodies me but also because Everything went into writing it; hence the length. It was mostly written in short sitting when i'd get a burst of inspiration of how i wanted it to sound or had the time. I knew exactly what i wantedto say just not how to bring meaning to life until it came as the product you read above.
Thank you very very much for your comment. It means so much to me.
Anonymous
17th Dec 2011 5:08am
wow - what to say - whew - its a little bit of everything - like a mind going down a black hole - echoing as if no one hears a sound - thats it - like a midnight whisper - that echos in a cavern of dark illusion - and then vanishes - into a tear drop - that falls into a puddle - of twisted nocturnal rivers of blood - that boils within your veins - that eventually erupts into a violent volcano - screaming - so that the whisper will be silenced no more ! nice write - very much enjoyed - ^v^
17th Dec 2011 4:28pm
Exactly.
The shit I went thru then ahh boi. Everything I had was put into writing this. Much appreciation for your comment! I'm more than glad u enjoyed it.
[Jordanne]
The shit I went thru then ahh boi. Everything I had was put into writing this. Much appreciation for your comment! I'm more than glad u enjoyed it.
[Jordanne]
Anonymous
18th Dec 2011 8:57pm
Jordanne.
Your piece here, I think would be fair to call 'epic' displays a fantastic void of darkness, in light way. In reading it, repeatedly I found I would get lost or stranded from time to time...[I am unsure why?] I don't know if its the change in rhyme sequence between stanzas or the vivid imagery that makes my mind wonder of path. That said it is a wonderful piece of writing and I am better off for having read it.
Thank You
& Blue Skies
Al-x-
Your piece here, I think would be fair to call 'epic' displays a fantastic void of darkness, in light way. In reading it, repeatedly I found I would get lost or stranded from time to time...[I am unsure why?] I don't know if its the change in rhyme sequence between stanzas or the vivid imagery that makes my mind wonder of path. That said it is a wonderful piece of writing and I am better off for having read it.
Thank You
& Blue Skies
Al-x-
19th Dec 2011 4:17am
Alip :)
I added epic to the title.. Thought it was fitting as you pointedout. Yh I get what you mean at 'stranded/lost' everytime I read it it happens to me also pretty much cz u start to self reflect as u read.
Thanks much for your feedback, esp on this one.
[Jordanne]
I added epic to the title.. Thought it was fitting as you pointedout. Yh I get what you mean at 'stranded/lost' everytime I read it it happens to me also pretty much cz u start to self reflect as u read.
Thanks much for your feedback, esp on this one.
[Jordanne]
