Your freedom marks the end of mine.
My serenity, relinquished
to feelings turned into thoughts,
and thoughts that create feelings,
and questions without answers,
sends my head and heart into battle.
I snub answers to the questions
slogging through my head,
and don’t want to know
if those questions don’t plague you,
or if you don’t have answers to mine.
My dreams come alive now,
ignore my lullabies.
I entertain them one minute,
shush them in the next breath.
Damn you
for making my dreams possible
after I had put them to rest.
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"...don’t want to know if those questions don’t plague you,
or if you don’t have answers to mine."
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In fact, I liked the whole poem. There is turmoil and frustration, yet a bit of hope towards the end. I think there's a touch of fear expressed too. Very interesting. I'm glad I stopped by to read a while. I always find something to ponder and enjoy on your pages.
Jill C
May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom you lvoe, and be with you always, and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth,& ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), sister Barbie
Well done
thanks for sharing
love and peace
Huda
Deeply touched!!
Keep the faith my firend!!
Love Tinka