Stormy: Oblivious Thought
Past the Weeping storm-front,
Meandering through apathy,
Elated accomplishments play hide and never find.
Vanity admires its ugly reflection;
So gorgeous, the image is hypnotizing.
Squinting for a closer glimpse,
The stranger’s love nurtures with maternalistic protectionism.
Besieged by deafening silence,
Quiet walks bellow uncomfortable truths to the obviously sightless.
In the twilight of adolescence,
Sneering horizons fulfill promises;
Debts must come to light;
Substance in this new birth leave matters yet to be desired.
Common generalities procure the thoughtless narcissist,
Selfish and unaware,
In the shadows of this ignorance,
Spiritual dormancy is indistinguishable from death.
Blinded by absurdities;
Bound in slavery by odd idiosyncrasies;
Dreaming false truths from fallacies;
Romancing our favorite idolatry.
The storm’s last tear undulates a proposal;
Without taste, its flavor is apparent.
Cynicism becomes a troubling religion;
Attraction postulates a blistering new affair,
The scandal tantalized eyes seeking salaciousness.
In life, men seek posthumous praise from numerous mistresses;
When works of heart live on, she has been faithful.
The wise old man is forgiven his youthful trespasses,
Though his wife’s heart has a long memory.
Long past memories are loving.
Love itself must live of both flesh and beyond.
Hearts often lie in beautiful melodies.
posted by nosthegametoo at 10:09 AM
4 Comments:
That is so beautiful! I liked it... So, true women do tend to remember it all... and guard it in their hearts and sometimes soul... at times its a restellness that never goes away.
Thank you so very much...
xox
I can't stand cheaters.
I'd rather be shot in the face by Dick Cheney than cheated on.
thoughts of the unfaithful bother me....tremendously.
poem...mighty
@ maizzy:
It’s always been my belief that men and women experience the world differently. I don’t have an answer as to why, but that has been my observation.
Either way, I think we all guard our hearts, especially when we are aware of how fragile they can be.
@ cabe:
I suppose there must be a reason why the spiritual descendants of Abraham, in their religious texts, all agreed that Adultery should be a capital offense. Infidelity can quickly turn love into hateful rage. I see infidelity as synonymous with tragedy.
@ jd_janelle:
I think we are all troubled by the unfaithful, be in love or in other capacities.
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