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Sagacious Emotion
Gentle winds of desolation,
Gather thoughts of desperation;
Making sense of this frustration,
Cannot give to me elation.
Sorrows now out to consume me;
Loneliness is here to fool me.
Night-time skies of endless pity,
Feel like jabs of pain a-plenty.
Wander now in lonely forests,
Create a sequestered porous
Region of my senseless chorus;
Now She is my mind's one florist.
Wither, flowers; in darkness bring
an everlasting, glinting ring.
Fool the heart and feed Her feeling,
Make Her sing of senseless caring.
Crushéd now is her bloodline;
My heart now—redefined.
Glimmering with a pseudo-shine;
She speaks for me: "I feel fine."
Gather thoughts of desperation;
Making sense of this frustration,
Cannot give to me elation.
Sorrows now out to consume me;
Loneliness is here to fool me.
Night-time skies of endless pity,
Feel like jabs of pain a-plenty.
Wander now in lonely forests,
Create a sequestered porous
Region of my senseless chorus;
Now She is my mind's one florist.
Wither, flowers; in darkness bring
an everlasting, glinting ring.
Fool the heart and feed Her feeling,
Make Her sing of senseless caring.
Crushéd now is her bloodline;
My heart now—redefined.
Glimmering with a pseudo-shine;
She speaks for me: "I feel fine."
Published 18th Jan 2021
Author's Note
A poem about the inner psychological depths of action involved within the withholding of emotional expression.
Poem is original. No outside use is authorized unless my consent is given.
Poem is original. No outside use is authorized unless my consent is given.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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