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Passion
it's been relatively peaceful for some time
and just as I let down my guard
you come back and drag me down
you drag me down and it is so hard
on the rollercoaster of emotions
the illogical neediness stirred
the longing, and heartache
all rationality blurred
you put the monkey on my shoulder
the trickster, the rotten ape
and my heart weeps for what is not mine
and I suffer your intellectual rape
now there is nothing that will stop
the feelings overflow
a thread so thin, the connection so strong
and all the lights on Go
you don't deal in numbers
you have no sense of shame
and though I bleed internally
you play your dirty game
again and again.
feedback van andere lezers- marrik
Sommige mensen kunnen uren staan kijken
Maar zullen nooit iets zien
Zijn goodwill is zonder twijfel
Jou ter wille, elke keer weer
marrik
killea: This time you have missed the point/the he, goodwill is not the question. read it again and you will see, it was all about me.
xx
thanks j - Francis
Painfull
Wake up and smell the coffee and kill that monkey but don't shoot him.
xx Frans killea: I should have called the poem 'passion' but I thought that it would be too obvious. Then again, one can't be obvious enough sometimes. Thanks for the fb, the problem with that monkey, now you see him, now you don't. xx J - matahari
Dumpen die handel, valt niets mee te beginnen, niet nu
niet dan.
liefs matahari killea: Thanks, matahari
xx
June - Mistaker
Everybody I know needs some passion
Some people die and kill for passion
Nobody admits they need passion
Some people are scared of passion
Rod Stewart, Passion)
G killea: Thank you, mistaker
xx
June - backlash
I'd blurt out "don't let him !", but she who hath never sinned throweth the first stone ... or something like that .... and that for sure wouldn't be me. Been there, seen this, done that and so on and so on. Remember they can only do it "again and again" for just as long as you let them.
"a thread so thin, the connection so strong" really hits home !
Hug
backlash
killea: Thank you for fb
xx
June - otiske
Great, love this.
Graag gelezen, groetjes. killea: Thanks, otiske
June - Magdalena
indeed: heartbreaking, suffocating, pleading, screaming passion
why are we so addicted to the hope that they will stop hurting if we love enough?
XXX
killea: Who knows?
xx
j
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