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Paroxysm of pain inflicts this pen,
tears cry poetic allusion.
When petal hearts are misunderstood,
life is full of confusion.

Distasteful thoughts set camp in my mind,
an unwelcome intrusion.
Virgin pages innocent in white,
yearn to wear this mind's effusion.

Too many deep unanswered questions,
lead to a false conclusion.
When judgement lacks honest intellect,
darkness defeats diffusion.

Sun is cautious to cast my shadow,
intolerant in inclusion.
Forever immersed in freezing rain,
victim to their collusion.

When metaphorical daggers scar,
they say it's an illusion.
Melancholic lacerations scream,
ignored by deaf delusion.

I'm bleeding, but you ignore this blood,
it's too late for a transfusion.
Silently sad soul seeks solitude,
far from sound in seclusion.

Silent One
Simple Musings
1 February 2018

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Aqua Marine

Date: 7/22/2018 4:09:00 PM

Seeking solace in solitude, is a self soothing necessity for those with empathic qualities. ( I used to believe that I had to always "take it on the chin, " and invariably got "knocked back, and out" from absorbing other's feeliings, negative opinions, and the projection of their low self esteem onto an often unsuspecting mind.( I tend to see the good in others first...) Your words are seen in a positive light- loving others is not possible, without some self protection. Thank you for posting!

Joe Dimino

Date: 2/13/2018 7:51:00 AM

In a way, that is what poetry is: a sanctuary; a chapel; a brothel at times:) A place to experience safely before the experience--a place to fine-tune one's tongue, before the unintended lacerations of our own and the soul's of others. Great poetry, Si. Love it!

Carrie Richards

Date: 2/8/2018 10:33:00 AM

I was drawn by the title, and this poem moves me with such sadness. There seems to be despair, as if judging oneself, or one's ability, as if unworthy of love or admiration,? I hope this really isn't how you really see things. Needless to say, your abilities and compassion show true character, talent, and grace :) Nice to see your work again :)

Normie Payton

Date: 2/5/2018 3:37:00 AM

I'm speechless, you did a wonderful job.

Silent One
Date: 2/6/2018 10:18:00 AM

Thanks Normie..

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 2/4/2018 4:23:00 PM

There is much to see in your poem! Love the opening line! Also: when metaphorical daggers scar. ...hugs...Kim

Silent One
Date: 2/6/2018 10:18:00 AM

Thank you Kim..

Suzanne C. Goudreau

Date: 2/4/2018 1:57:00 PM

Wow SO what a captivating masterpiece. You are brilliant! This read pours with emotions and also reality of life's sad side. The vocabulary and metaphors are captivating and outstanding. Such a talented pen and magical mind. Thank you for sharing.

Silent One
Date: 2/4/2018 2:19:00 PM

Thank you Suzanne, glad you liked it and understood it.. Some struggle when a poem is not so clear..

Chris Hagy

Date: 2/3/2018 9:17:00 PM

Stunning piece Silent! ...love the lines "Distasteful thoughts set camp in my mind... an unwelcome intrusion" and also last two lines.

Silent One
Date: 2/4/2018 1:06:00 PM

Thank you Chris..

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 2/3/2018 7:49:00 PM

Here is one I missed the other day. My favorite part is the last verse when you say quite metaphorically that you are bleeding and it's too late for a transfusion. Love those two ending lines also!

Silent One
Date: 2/4/2018 1:06:00 PM

Thank you Andrea..

Carole Duet

Date: 2/2/2018 10:19:00 PM

What a fantastic write, dear ZZ. You again "hit the nail on the head" when writing about emotional pain and seclusion. It's very hard but God allows this kind of pain so that we will be able to feel for others...for a future "calling". In a way, it's an honor to be chosen to suffer in this way. All the great minds (and hearts) suffered.

Silent One
Date: 2/4/2018 1:11:00 PM

You are right... Thank you Carole..

Freddie Robinson Jr.

Date: 2/2/2018 4:52:00 PM

Man, you hit mark on this one, SO! Silently sad soul seeks solitude, far from sound in seclusion. The last two verses is where I live ... in peaceful seclusion. An absorbing poem that speaks volumes of existential truth. Love and peace always, bruh.

Silent One
Date: 2/2/2018 5:15:00 PM

Thank you Freddie, nothing wrong with solitude, it helps us returne to our natural selves..

James Swartz

Date: 2/1/2018 11:19:00 PM

You have made us all feel a sadness here. It does ease those dagger wounds when you pour the pain onto those virgin pages. Another wonderful write.

Silent One
Date: 2/2/2018 8:54:00 AM

Very true, go ruin those virgin pages James.. Thanks..

Nette Onclaud

Date: 2/1/2018 4:06:00 PM

you pierce me with this staggering work so well conveyed, S.O... marvelous handiwork!... huggs

Silent One
Date: 2/2/2018 8:54:00 AM

Thank you Nette..

Ralph Sergi

Date: 2/1/2018 2:00:00 PM

A beautiful flowing mono rhyme, Tragically estatic! My compliments!

Silent One
Date: 2/1/2018 2:02:00 PM

Thank you Ralph..

Mike Gentile

Date: 2/1/2018 1:25:00 PM

Wow, to be able to write this this some day! and I do understand, just so excellent, Silent One!

Silent One
Date: 2/1/2018 2:03:00 PM

You write much better than this Mike.. Thanks..

Frederic Parker

Date: 2/1/2018 12:00:00 PM

true poetry comes from an emotional reality lived, you can imagine persons, places, things but emotion has to be felt to be expressed with the honesty you've expressed in this poem...poet

Silent One
Date: 2/1/2018 2:17:00 PM

I could not have said it better my self Frederic.. Thank you..

Leanne Lovejoy-Burton

Date: 2/1/2018 11:33:00 AM

The heart and soul of a true poet. You know, most true poets and true creative geniuses produce their best works through meloncholy. You are truly gifted and one of the true empaths on this site. Embrace your gift and those who are close to you. Love and huge hugs. Your friend, Leanne

Silent One
Date: 2/1/2018 2:17:00 PM

Thank you for your kind words and support Leanne..

Heidi Sands

Date: 2/1/2018 9:45:00 AM

A wonderful deep poem that shows all that can be behind a pen from within. Very well done :)

Silent One
Date: 2/1/2018 2:19:00 PM

Thank you Heidi..

Judith S

Date: 2/1/2018 8:12:00 AM

Just WOW!!! Brilliantly crafted monorhyme. It makes me ponder... WHY this could ever be a Simple Musing!! My GOSH SO!!!! Your mastery of painting emotion with an amazing vocabulary ... is anything but simple. You are a truly amazing poet!! ~Judy

Silent One
Date: 2/1/2018 8:16:00 AM

Thank you Judy.. Sometimes the words just flow..

Maria Williams

Date: 2/1/2018 7:12:00 AM

Certainly a melancholy write Si. Your vocabulary command is certainly showcased here. Good rhythm and flow on your deep, sad and far from a simple musing. Well written... Maria

Silent One
Date: 2/1/2018 8:12:00 AM

Was it not you who called me a master of melancholy? Guess the pen likes to write melancholic words.. Thanks Maria..

Vijay Pandit

Date: 2/1/2018 7:09:00 AM

Reflective of a pen eager to write..faced with emotions.. unwanted. You captured this state of poetic solitude well, Silent One. Sad ending drenched in loneliness..perhaps just an illusion. Well written, as always.

Silent One
Date: 2/1/2018 8:13:00 AM

You are right Vijay, thank you..