Yuhi Musinga Poet ABC

Jealousy

I contracted a disease called jealousy,
the physician said I got symptoms of neurotic insecurity,
caused by deadly venom in my brain,
poison more deadly than a mad-dog's tooth,
I possessed by a mad devil and a dull spirit at the same time.
 
I find myself in a love competition surgery,
Roadmap to where I feel unloved,
I develop more self-love than love,
full with hateful thoughts to languish and to pine,
I fall deeply into the fear and apprehension of superiority.

I felt like having a kind of civil war in my soul,
driven by low self-esteem;
and extremely difficult emotion to shake off,
	
I quickly slip to jealousy and even hatred,
The surgeon said I poisons my own banquet, and then eats it up.

The damning tho't stuck in my throat and cut me like a knife, 
the amber sweet of love and respect turns into gall
I fall into the injured lover's hell – Jealousy
I took the gun and shoot my selves on the forehead,
End–up in a grave of affection and jaundice of my soul.

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Frank Black Blacharczyk September 30, 2015 at 9:51 AM Your imagery of jealousy as a disease and going to a doctor is well written. I like your poem it say a lot about how jealousy causes so much unnecessary turmoil. Yuhi Musinga September 30, 2015 at 11:25 PM Thank you very much Frank