Hello and welcome.
Any poet will tell you that events and people inspire the art. Our exchanges breathe moments of desire, passion and slowly dying embers of deceit or delight. As the intensity passes, we are left with the memories of the encounter and this rare beast is what we try to capture within our words. Well, at least I do!
This poem, for me, is the moment trust dies in a relationship. It could be a friendship, a loved one, a relationship with a workmate or boss. In time, we all experience events where life becomes art and the words that encapsulate that emotion are trapped forever.
I hope this poem as much as I enjoyed writing it. It doesn’t have a name yet. Maybe you could suggest one in the comments below.
Have a great evening.
Nuances once found endearing
Now grate against my skin
Scratching, screaming down my vertebrae
Telling me all your sins
Incompetence and flagrant misdirection
Needles picking at your consistence
Integral parts of my anatomy
Shouting out allegories against your existence
Deprivation within the biomass
This disorder known as yourself
Rip disregarded respect and faith
Away from all harmony; my loss, your wealth
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