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[aid] => mick
[title] => A Curse of Jealousy
[time] => 2008-04-23 14:12:15
[hometext] => Jealousy? A strange emotion...Not anywhere near as strong as love, but rated right along side of hate. Extremely powerful...and certainly dangerous. Don't read to deeply into this.
[bodytext] => ~*~ A Curse of Jealousy It is from this nights’ sleep that I am suddenly awakened My mind errant, in a state of confusion and unrest And as I lay there trying to recollect what had just transpired The essence of these thoughts poured forth Ugly, and menacing, and deeply disturbing Leaving my eyes darting about, not knowing where to rest In the breadth of my mind I replayed the words I analyzed the tone over and over, and still over again Considered the emotional presentation The perspective of which was hard to attain For this troubled me so And even more in the passing day With a voice marred of both drink and guilt And in a gesture of sought after relief You vainly expose a partial truth I sensed a struggle for the words The hair on my neck came to a stand Why do I feel this way? It is upon my senses that I heavily rely Cultured from my days on the face of this Earth And honed by the hand of nature herself More times than not, they will point the way And here, I have been positioned to a state of on-guard Of this, I know…I am not wrong This uneasy feeling has set in place a wedge And true to its intended design It has ruptured the threads of this tightly woven cloth A cloth that was borne from all aspects of purity One worn in the celebration to this commencement A cloth now torn, by a betrayal of mutual trust The wound has struck at the most sacred of places It is from that place that you were kept Now at the breach there is a weakness Fluid seeps, as if in cadence, with the beat of a slow march A scar remains as a constant reminder to the episode Could this ever be the same? Here, I feel the presence of an unwelcome ally I know who it is, for I’ve known it before With the whole of my strength, I tug at its reigns For control of this beast comes not easy And it brings forth with it, a fear Or shall I say that it is of the fear, that it is fueled Why should I hold an expectation of more? Do I ask too much of this? In this moment of insecurity, the beast creeps forth I find this to be most uncomfortable With sheer might, I force this beast to its space of keeping And my watch remains ever vigilant However, if it is to raise its head again It will be but the time to leave For with every showing, it gathers strength And I have only one power That is the power to try, to save myself And by doing so…you also ~*~ 2007-11-28 [comments] => 1 [counter] => 244 [topic] => 48 [informant] => ZiggyB [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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