"Crossfire Of Emotions"
My busy heart
That shudders as I think back
As I punish myself in anger
Pulling my fingers aggressively through my knotted hair
Why did I wake up from this beautiful dream?
Caught in a crossfire of emotions
Walking beneath the beautiful blue sky
Hand in hand
With you who really care
Drained from anger deep within
Telling me
It’s okay to have faith
Images of you mocking me
Shifting my thoughts to words light
Face turned
To look at the sun
That dissolves fifty odd years of sadness instantly
Oh why did I wake?
From this beautiful dream
Now caught in a crossfire of emotions
Shall I run to the ocean so blue
Or sleep till the day I die
Or shall I live a lie
Or will I return to my beautiful dream
As I lay my head down
Upon warm sand
Of my favorite place
The Beach
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return to it for consolement. Why not
Sad but hope is there.
Thank you Tinka
Tracey
Peace and love, Carole
lovely write
lovely poem you have here, good write!
Beautiful beach scene that brings out the sanctity of this superbly crafted work of 'heart' ... stunning imagery and word meaning sharply exemplified by your poetic brilliance!!
Blessings my friend,
Robert
Paul;-]
You do not need to live a lie.
Your day of joy will come
Reality will be made manifest
As the rain of your love begin to fall.
Great write!
Emeka
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in america, karen lynn in texas. :(
Stay on the beach and dream;-)
Eileen
And you are caught in the cross hairs of your emotions--painful to read, please take care and keep writing--some of your best work is when you just put pen to paper and take off, raw honesty at its peak.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :(