Sidney Hall Mad Poet Poet Rhyme

Love An Entanglement of Emotions

Wisdom, is it the acrimonious essence of love?
Nay, for I see a foolish man subjecting himself
Time and time again for the lesson not learned
Hence I am stripped of all love’s wealth

I question the formula I have applied:
That is, is love intense and as beautiful as a sunset?
Is it delicate and frail?
Or a threat?

Is it as strong as the waves of the sea?
Tossing a helpless ship?
Or as potent as a deadly poison
As I keep bringing it to my lips to take a sip?

Does it excel as far
And beyond the universe?
Or is it the madness that is 
my driven curse?


Does my love scare “you?”
If so it is not mine but your love
You established in me
That’s true

Love an entanglement of emotions
Embraced by the delusional false hope of devotion
With a sinister notion
Yea, of a foolish man accustomed to drinking the deadly potion

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Poet Destroyer A December 30, 2010 at 6:38 PM Sidney..,, enjoyed your poem. Stopping by to wish you lots of cheers & joy this comming new year.. May you always find new ways to share your talent and imagination with us here at the soup. Happy new year to you and your family,, God bless,.miss.p.d.

Sena Slaughter November 14, 2010 at 10:32 AM This was outstanding! Beautiful and it moved me deeply! That is what poetry should do! Thank you so much for sharing!

Poet Destroyer A November 14, 2010 at 2:25 AM intresting, Poem "love" what a way of life, well lets try silly woman who drank the love potion. Enjoyed, and gongratulations, to you! A new born is such a big deal, now you have to change your name to happy again, because i don't see how a new born can make you stick to that Mad Poet name.. Once again congratulations, and thanks for sharing such happy new,, enjoyed your poem,..p.d.

Sylvia Coulstock November 13, 2010 at 5:56 PM Why is it that out of suffering, something beautiful as this is created?But then they say true genius suffers for its'art.And this is poetry at its' best, extremely moving as though the words have been ripped out of you.You wonderfully put "Love an entanglement of emotions"I agree for it strangely involves hate.I love this poem, again complex,for your pain gives me pleasure.But, to feed my desires.In my heart within I have feelings for you,emphatically brought out through your words. Love June

Sheri Fresonke Harper November 12, 2010 at 10:13 AM The cynic speaks on love, how sad to only learn this lesson, well written and enjoyable.

Wilma Neels November 10, 2010 at 8:44 PM I am finding myself in a need to decide phase, or place so I get this Sidney.. Great write ;)Enjoy what's left of this crazy week.. Love W

Dr.Ram Mehta November 10, 2010 at 7:14 AM Love is not a love that raises questions, I think. You are right when you say that it is an entanglement of emotions, Sydney

Doris Culverhouse November 10, 2010 at 6:57 AM has a Edgar Allen Poe feel....well done