Obstinate Passenger

Melancholy visits in waves 
It says, "hello" and digs me a grave 
A hedonistic society, I partially blame 
Why are all their philosophies 
exactly the same? 
Perhaps if I migrate, the pain
would suddenly cease
But hell's an obstinate passenger 
Hell is a disease 
My demons dance so ardently
Stepping on each other's toes 
It's when the presence of you 
Is gone, my demons start to show 
I'll feign a smile, mock the faces
of common-folk expressions 
To masquerade a morose dread, 
a gratuitous depression
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Ajmal Avatar
June 30, 2017 at 7:07 AM
A very beautiful written poem, I really enjoyed reading it, however I m new on this site and would really appreciate if you could find time to read my poems and give your honest about them
Anne Avatar
January 18, 2018 at 7:07 AM
Not a problem; thank you for taking the time out of your day to read my poetry and provide kind feedback.
Breedt Avatar
April 17, 2017 at 7:26 AM
Hell Ellie! The passion is off the page here. Let your rage roar!. Dont hold back here. This is the mouth of the volcano. ERUPT!!! Marvelous stuff. I promised you a visit. So lets do this thing.
Smith Avatar
March 9, 2017 at 4:14 AM
Most of us are hiding behind some sort of mask. You are a terrific poet and your message comes across eloquently.
Anne Avatar
March 8, 2017 at 3:33 PM
I apologize for the heaps of misery my writing usually bestows; sometimes I'm a happy person, but one would be foolish to deny life is not a treacherous road. I just write to express my personal travel on the perilous path.
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