In madness,
Such delight,
Imagine freedom and belie fate-
Such shock;
Scold and toil,
A forbidden sound, softer than silence
Mutilate my turmoil,
Write it off as an expense,
Such casual casualties;
Know mysterious truths,
Cold indemnities,
Scorn chatterings,
And teeth detach,
Leaving more than bite marks;
Courage pale friend
The end can't be far behind,
It's only a circle within a sphere
Mend your tears,
Sanity’s a delusion of sorts anyhow.
© Christina Nabity
Written February 19, 2011
Believe it or not this is the result of not being able to come up with a proper status update for my Facebook page.
2 comments:
That actually brought tears in my eyes. How sensitive.
Maria Papadopoulou: Author of thePoetry book: Poetry: From Hell With Love http://bit.ly/ic2tED Blog:http://livingwithpoetry.blogspot.com/
Thank you Maria! Hearing it had an impact like that - yeah poetry is definitely worthwhile, so thank you :)
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