You and your lies,
Denial and dejection,
The master of disguise,
Love and affection,
Did you ever realize?
You were my idea of perfection,
Was it much of a surprise?
That you were my life’s direction,
Hope and compromise,
You became an infection,
I was high on you,
You became my reflection,
I inhaled you,
The ecstasy grew,
You were my one last wish,
I begged you from you,
You were my one last prayer,
I pleaded for this to be true,
Love and lust,
I tried it all,
Believe and trust,
The invisible cold wall,
You were a sensation.
One that needed to rust,
A pile of emotions,
Left unconsidered and undiscussed,
You melted like ice,
In the palm of my hands,
You walked away,
With your own plans,
One day, when you’ll have nothing at all,
Remind yourself of our downfall.
Downfall
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lovely poem Naima..
Thank you so much for reading and your comment. It’s greatly appreciated.
Kind regards,
-Naima
“Where was I supposed to go?”, he interjected; “bullied, fed lies and illusions, the harbour he so wished for taken away, given a record, mislead, misled, never with any hope of seeing again, his roses an invitation to explain”. What did you expect girl? Spaniel fawnings to nothing, so they could all call him a nut forever, or answer those pleas to come to you, that resulted last time in being seized upon.
I like you scribbling down words to give me the other side of the picture, Julien. Thank you for reading.
Hugs,
-Naima
Julie to you. Anyway, hasn’t enough been said and endured that I shouldn’t have to spell it out again?
May be, you shouldn’t have to but you know this heart, right? It needs constant reminders and you do quite a good job at that, Julie 😉
-Naima
Do I really? Snark snark. Do I know that heart. Unfortunately and fortunately I know how in fondness, less in the tangled mesh of Medea’s statue cast. I disbelieved the bad so perhaps it 7s my fault that when there is nothing left I feel emptiness rather than remorse.
Yeah, the emptiness inside is a killer feeling. It just cracks holes in you to make you feel hollow.
Heart is one complicated mess, even if we try, we might never know it completely. Sigh.
-Naima
I liked this.
Thank you Kavya for reading and your comment. I am glad you liked it.
-Naima
I love the passion in this one!
Thank you for reading Ana, I am glad you enjoyed it.
Have a good day.
-Naima
Meaningful lines on love and its flow, Naima! 🙂
– Rahul
Thank you for reading and your kind words, Rahul.
Kind Regards,
-Naima
I feel the breaking of a heart so previously loving, Good flow of emotions.
If a heart doesn’t get a chance, it still wants what it wants despite of being broken into pieces. Thank you for reading, Cecilia. It’s always so greatly appreciated.
Much love,
-Naima