Poezie

Poorly loved

the road of a broken heart

1 min lectură·22 iulie 2007

Mediu

Illusion

Friend of deception

An insidious bate

gaits in its enthusiastic fate

I wanted to say no

and stretched my reason so low

Frivolity, sensuality animated me

remained in hunger even when I dined on thee

Romanticism

Brother of artistic rhythm

in my heart painted this picture

of nomadic nature

I found myself in prison

in the cell of lady passion

I suffered from this eternal emptiness

Insatiable in my imaginative wilderness

Treachery

Friend of professed misery

Unable to live in her sleek unease

I froze under the coldness of her breeze

I slipped in abandonment

and my senses stirred in resentment

My broken wings broken

Unable to have flown

Impugned

Bad sister of misfortunes

She gnawed me in my loins

laid without mercy unto my pains

An air played itself without sound

In search of tone in this bound

A deafness for love installed itself

and became the source of my evil self

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Johanne Farmer. “Poorly loved.” Atelier, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/atelier/johanne-farmer/poezie/1737089/poorly-loved

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