INFINITE SELF-ABSORPTION
profound
seriousness
tends
towards
the
indifferent
appearing
to observe
the
remote
impersonal
&
uninterested
yet
resembling
solemnity
crucial
to understanding
to
inform
selfish
devotion
&
sympathetic
understanding
i look into your eyes and butterflies take flight
are you in love with me or are you just being nice?
is my favorite color something you memorized without trying?
you hum my favorite songs while i walk away crying
our future together i imagined countless times
while it’s out of reach it becomes what i want
tangible isn’t something i like,
if it’s plausible, the wish won’t survive
am i in love with you or are you just nice?
if you kiss my neck, i might just stay the night
i picture myself and i’m wearing white
but as soon as you touch me, it all fades to black
i’ll want more as long as you want less
if we both want it, the want goes away
if you picture us in love, i see us as friends
and i might fall in love with a boy someday
but i might regret it if he feels the same way
i’ll die for your smile, but i won’t take your name
i’ll want to leave if you ask me to stay
as soon as you’re near, i’ll go away
just ask me to leave and i’ll die at your wake
A flowery garden
Blooming so fast
Chaste leaves is all it cast
Daisies are like beautiful maiden
Etched on each leaves are meaningful lines
For some are healing and others poisonous
Great seducers with their beautiful thorns
Healthy petals washed over by dews
Infact they are the best of all
Jungle butterflies hovering above
Keeping them company with care and love
Like angels blowing peacefulness of doves
Man is just a little bit different
Not contented with whatever nature offers
Only until death makes him silent
Plants and trees are powerless
Quiet when pest share it's
Rewards to their own body
Soulless living trees standing patiently
Taunted by all that pass by
Uninterested in their own way of life
Vagrant in its own hidden eyes
Watch as it converse with it dear birds
Xebec night silence whispering sea stories, while man
Yelling of his own misfortune till he is
Zipped up underneath the sand
The party is loud,noise in the air
People all around,
I'm sitting down,
Present.......but not really there.
I linger in the back,a watchful eye
In the background,
Invisible
I see many pass me by.
Interest has left,and all feels dull
No one approaches
Or wants to talk,
My introversion makes me mull.
I could be social,and enter the fray
But it's all a group
And shallow talk,
No deep conversations today.
No good friends for discourse;
I know all here
But still feel a stranger;
All too well,I know this remorse.
I try to mingle,but I've lost the heart
They all seem so........
Uninterested;
So from the crowd,I stay apart.
I try distraction,for my mind,
The food is good
But not much else,
Entertainment is hard to find.
Why,I ask,did I even go?
My hypocrisy
Boggles me,
Why I'm like this,I don't know.
Yet here I am,a wallflower;
Unbecoming for a guy,
I think,
As I wait away the hours.
Maybe I'll find someone,someday,
To talk the boredom
Away with,
Until the party fades away...............
Oh look,they finally started volleyball
volleyball is fun.......
Affirmed & Perfect
I looked at my reflect,
Green T-shirt paired with black pants,
Hopes of bright future surged ahead.
I waited long, till a van came,
Reached late when class had already commenced,
Nervous and unknown in that herd,
I thought,
Someone would know the Aditi I left.
With each passing day,
I, too, failed to recollect.
Adjusting among peers,
I left laughter, fun and ease.
All still went well,
Until I was mocked for which I was best.
Making a front bencher hide at last,
Uninterested to struggle further,
She surrendered too fast.
Leaving her nurturers disheartened,
She cried alone at dark nights on bed.
Simultaneously, a heart break came.
Cracking a whole of four chambers in million shards.
I remember I had said;
'Changes & Adjustments can't be for vain'.
I didn't knew,
How a white lie was used;
To ease our worries,
For the uncertain future ahead.
I avoid discussing politics and religion.
Not because I am indifferent or uninterested,
they're both rabbit holes I care to visit but on my own.
My polite silence seems no longer sustainable.
Too many people prove content to casually wave goodbye
to democracy while insanity takes the helm.
There's no hiding the direction where things are going
and there's no turning back the hands of time...
This Titanic is a speedboat headed straight to a big old brick retainer wall.
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Line 2: "she reassured me with an unfamiliar line"
she's but an alluring, poisonous spider
that wields her sexiness like a weapon.
come what may, she gets what she wants;
an opportunist; her target, malleable men
uninterested in relationships, she's all about
grifting. she once tried to lure me into her web.
she reassured me with an unfamiliar line...
"don't worry, I don't bite!"...but I knew better.
she's an effortlessly seductive temptress
with intoxicating charms tough to resist;
she enjoys dangling her feminine wiles
like a carrot for benighted men to nibble.
she's left a trail of broken men in her wake.
be careful, my guy! do not let her suck you
into the vortex of her magnetism, for she'll be
the author of your destruction.
In the process of
Knowing you
He came to talk
So interesting
With speech
While my mate walked
...with you
Alone, it seemed
Uninterested in me
He lodged with beasts
I preferred beauty
And the questions
Hanging on trees
...forbidden
I reached for fruit
You said nothing
As I communed
You are too
Companion to me
Though both doomed
...to death
The creature violated
Me, again and again
As I yelled your name
I knew you would come
For one purpose
To clothe violence in shame
...for being human
You abandoned me!!!!
You left me with judgment
And a prophecy that bound my body
To an earth filled with
My children's blood
Godless...no LOVE
No pain is greater....
Wait
Is that you
Wailing in the corner
With bound hands
As my roots are being
Bound to a barren ground
He's a liar...He's a freakin' liar
None of this is TRUTH
Daddy God's name is LOVE
And nothing can separate us...NOTHING!!!
Written by Trudy Schrader on 05-10-2024
i thought i could see clearly
clearly was an overstatement
there you were
an intruder in my concealment
leading me astray
insidiously blurring my vision
yet i pursued you without hesitation
uninterested in the warnings
how could i be so careless?
you brainwashed me
fed me lies upon lies
how could i be so stupid?
you made me feel precious
somewhat valuable
i took a chance on you
you were patient with me
carving away at the wall i had built
vulnerable,
i let you see the real me
you told me you were different
i believed you
we laughed together
made memories
i felt at ease with you
you told me you loved me
i believed you
all along
i was chasing a mirage
was it all a coax?
i reminisce about the smirk on your face
seeking your port in a storm
i wasn't the only one you made feel precious
there were others
i thought you loved me?
you told me you were sorry
but the damage you did was irreparable
you finally revealed your true colours
i couldn't forgive you
and suddenly
i could see everything clearly
By the time I met her,
I no longer cared what might occur.
Having grown weary of romance,
I was reluctant to take another chance.
Romantic encounters had left me uninterested.
That is, until that Sunday I was arrested;
Arrested and captured by a beauty in the pew.
There was something about her that was new.
I watched her more than just a time or two
and kept staring at her with a different view.
I was hesitant at making a move right away;
But I could not shake what I felt that Sunday.
In a college town on a street called Dewey avenue,
my interest in her did not deminish, but rather, it grew.
50 plus years have come and gone since I ringed her finger.
I am sometimes amazed at what just one look can engender.
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The author’s imagination floats out of a book
Some readers are able to tether a bit of it
Maybe a word or a phrase
Others cannot adapt, not understanding
Flexible readers embellish the story
Adding flares and sparkles as they read
Intelligent readers visualize a bit more
The uninterested cannot concentrate at all.
I can be a good reader or a bad reader.
I am the best reader when the author is a master.
A word player who puts me into a new world.
Please intrigue, amuse, delight and excite me.
Unavailable for work,
Unbeatable prices,
Uncertain times.
Undetectable fraud,
Unenviable tasks,
Unfathomable crimes.
Ungrateful children,
Unhelpful comments,
Unintentional consequences.
Unjustified dismissal,
Unkind acts,
Unlimited credit.
Unmentionable briefs,
Unnecessary accompaniments.
Unopened mail.
Unpronounceable words,
Unquestionable loyalty,
Unreasonable requests.
Unseasonal weather,
Untroubled teenager's,
Unusual behavior.
Unverified reports,
Unwanted attention,
Un-x-rayed patient.
Unyielding bolt,
Un-zesty pizza,
For unproductive people, uninterested in undivided attention.
You have to come see for yourself! The hoe said to the rake.
The rake yawned, uninterested.
The hoe was always riling people up for no reason.
Seriously! The hoe said. You must come see what the garden grew.
The rake knew what the garden grew.
He had seen the carrots, radishes, and green beans.
He had seen the marigolds, lilies, and petunias.
“Baby cabbage?” He guessed. The hoe laughed.
When they arrived at the garden the rake was stunned.
He had never seen a garden grow a girl before.
And she was lovely.
“Come see what the garden grew!” he yelled to the clippers.
She inherited the old farm house
why in the world was it her?
She’d never liked those people
Uninterested parents
had other favorites
never liked her
surprising
crazy
will
That rodent is so odd, his brother told him.
Stay away from her, you might catch it, Jim.
Jim was a reader with his nose forever in a book.
He gave Priscilla a nod but not an interested look.
Priscilla caught his nod and was happy to see.
A bit of attention from one of the Brothers Lee.
Jim Lee was a catch, so she looked uninterested at all.
It was at this moment, Jim decided Priscilla was a doll.
They met in secret, cuddling up with their blanket and books.
The rest of their clans never noticed their secretive looks.
Their wedding was a surprise, but all attended for cheese.
Then they took a group photo where both clans yelled “Please!”
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