perched on the precipice of uncut emotions
the delicate yearning never stops
the petals may bloom
rivulets may fall into the river
but the blues will not leave me alone
such a hopeless case
however much I might do
the Satan of bad words follow me always
that tiny bit of positive energy
is the umbrella that keeps me safe
from the sharpness of your clownish tongue
"why should I accept the negative?
why should you even offer it?"
14 comments:
This one I know only two well, having lived with it for way too long. Really like the image and easily relate to it. Going home was like walking into the open maw of that negativity. Eventually turned away and never regretted doing so. There is so much life in your words,
Elizabeth
sorry, "only too well" fingers are moving but the head is a bit slow this morning,
Elizabeth
Oh I would need that tiny bit of positive of positive energy to overcome the blessing of a clownish grin.
Why do people offer the negative indeed? And there is nothing to say we must be swallowed by it.
It is so amazing to see you bring out so many wonderful verses!
They are so amazing... I am in awe of your talent and your work and your passion!
You are an inspiration!!
very well written :)
Because like DnA , one cannot exist without the other ....cheers
Clowns always give me shivers ... :)
clownish tongue...!!
Why indeed? Brilliant.
i love the way you've ended it!!
Why should you take any negativity and why shud anyone even offer it!!! so so soooooo true!
I am almost inclinded to agree, but then I remember the forever fooling ways of a clown.... yes, that changes things.
Nicely done
Yes, let those tiny bits of energy be the saviour. I loved those jolts of interrogation- WHY? If we can just figure out this ultimate question....Brilliantly put!
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