You left me puzzled
confused
and bedazzled
by all the questions
you had for me;
I was left wondering in my deep heart
how the memories of my
sunken past
was so significant to thee;
Confused and irritated
and believing in the love
I confined it all;
You seemed
so agitated
as you had no past at all;
Digging into the details
of every painful
memories
I’m trying desperately
to bury;
you bamboozled me with the
thousand questions
your million queries;
You never seem to be satisfied
by any explanation I ever give;
perhaps
It was the wrong door
whose bell I rang,
and a wrong heart
I was trying to seek.
This poem is in response to the daily prompt
Been here a few times in life. There is always something ‘off’ when we are in the wrong place. Great writing!
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This is Good …. It’s sad how our past can affect our present and our future, We can either break free from it or we can repeat it without even being aware
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Yes exactly sometimes we get so tangled in a situation trying to find the reason behind it that we forget the injustice being done
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Very thoughtful poem, keep writing dear💐
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Thanks Ravindra for all your encouragement.
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My pleasure always friend
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Wonderfully penned!💖
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Thanks so much Richa
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The love that we seek and the betrayals and deceive. A very different take and I love it
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Thanks Shantanu.I’m glad it spoke to you.
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Sure. My pleasure
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Good question and good poem.
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Thanks Maverick
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Thanks Nicholas for the kind reblog
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