Confessions of a dangerous mind

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Perhaps it is my folly;
tucking away conscience beneath unswept rubble,
leather bound journals,
and era of forgotten moments that separate abalone clouds
from charcoalβ€”
it verbalizes the shattered mirror
through
which we occasionally catch glimpses of the world;
this moral culpability,
these jaded lips painted fuchsia merely to put up a brave frontβ€”
I am guilty,
for how else can one explain the incessant thundering of heart?
Pull up a rusty lawn chair,
shake me and take me by the shoulders,
loving someone deeply is equivalent to being tortured;
and now I am lost,
wandering aimlessly around areas of sparse population.
I have always hated it
when authors send characters down the elevator shaft,
these honey-dipped corpses
locked away in a room where even moonbeams cannot hope to reach.
What a waste.
If only I could touch them
savor tempestuous torso before it rises past me like a host of thoughts
irresistible;
I am sorry, did you really think I changed?

 

 

 

Photo credits: Aaron Westerberg “Immersion,”oil on panel

Poem inspired by the title of movie “Confessions of a dangerous mind,” directed by George Clooney.

Lisa hosts at dVerse tonight and asks us to write inspired by the Mussenden folly or folly in general, come join us! πŸ’

Posted for Poetics @ dVerse Poets Pub

Comments

  1. msjadeli says:

    Exquisitely composed, Sanaa. It is torture to love someone deeply and it cannot be reasoned away. My favorite part of your poem:
    “it verbalizes the shattered mirror
    through
    which we occasionally catch glimpses of the world;”
    Thoughts and reality are sometimes so divergent from each other!

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Lisa πŸ˜€ so glad you enjoyed it πŸ’„β€οΈ

      (and thank you for the glorious prompt)

  2. This is beautiful, luscious and unnerving in places.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Francis πŸ™‚ so good to see you πŸ’„β€οΈ

  3. Lucy says:

    You describe the longing quite well, evocatively and eloquently. As well as passionately.

    Like Lisa, I adored these lines very much:

    “and era of forgotten moments that separate abalone clouds
    from charcoalβ€”
    it verbalizes the shattered mirror
    through
    which we occasionally catch glimpses of the world…”

    There is wisdom here, and I love how each line flows with grace like a bird. Beautiful wordsmithing, yet again.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Lucy πŸ˜€ so glad you liked it πŸ’„β€οΈ

  4. The folly of falling in love is a well-written topic, but you have explored it in new ways β€˜beneath unswept rubble’, Sanaa! I love that you ask the question, β€˜how else can one explain the incessant thundering of heart?’ but do not attempt to answer it, just accept the effects for what they are, even if β€˜loving someone deeply is equivalent to being tortured’ – a true romantic.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, my dearest Kim πŸ˜€ so glad you enjoyed it πŸ’„β€οΈ

  5. Bjorn Rudberg says:

    What torture that must be… especially reacted to the words being honey-dipped corpses

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Bjorn πŸ™‚ so glad the poem resonated with you πŸ’„β€οΈ

  6. lynn__ says:

    Stunning folly, Sanaa!

    1. Sanaa says:

      ❀️❀️❀️

  7. Ken Gierke says:

    We can only know it’s folly when we’ve given it our best.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Definitely πŸ™‚ thanks for stopping by, Ken πŸ’„β€οΈ

  8. Follywonderful, Sanaa.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Ron πŸ™‚ so good to see you πŸ’„β€οΈ

  9. robtkistner says:

    Great write Sanaa! So much depth and honesty. This is so very well written, excellent quotation mark

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Rob πŸ™‚ so glad you liked it πŸ’„β€οΈ

  10. Very strong message, so open and honest. Love hurts, or it can if it goes awry of off the rails; yet we must go there, venture forth with our heart in our hands, for Love is the apex of human achievement; all else is folly.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Glenn πŸ˜€ so glad you enjoyed it πŸ’„β€οΈ

  11. Dora says:

    That last line caught me off-guard, then catching me up to the guilt she has accumulated, the murderous tortures of love. Beautifully penned encounter with a mind full of a “host of thoughts irresistible.”

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Dora πŸ˜€ so glad the poem resonated with you πŸ’„β€οΈ

  12. Mary Hood says:

    I love this,
    it verbalizes the shattered mirror
    through
    which we occasionally catch glimpses of the world;
    this moral culpability,
    these jaded lips painted fuchsia merely to put up a brave front

    And the blunt honesty in the last line.

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Mary πŸ˜€ so glad you liked it πŸ’„β€οΈ

  13. Dwight Roth says:

    A wonderful poem of contemplation of one’s work and effort done only to be stashed away and gather dust! Beautiful….
    Love the painting!

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Dwight πŸ˜€ so good to see you πŸ’„β€οΈ

  14. loving someone deeply is equivalent to being tortured…
    this is the confession of a dangerous mind, and the lines of this poem evoke all the pitfalls of love, that we long to touch and examine. Great read!

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Tricia πŸ™‚ so glad the poem resonated with you πŸ’„β€οΈ

  15. calmkate says:

    absolutely love every line of this, especially “era of forgotten moments that separate abalone clouds
    from charcoal” so much colour and texture in this torture … a marvellous rendition of love lost or seperated.

    And another phrase that resonated was “I have always hated it when authors send characters down the elevator shaft” … yes written off and forgotten for various reasons. Great layers here

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Kate πŸ˜€ so glad you enjoyed it πŸ’„β€οΈ

  16. Ingrid says:

    I love the image you’ve used and the story you’ve told with your words here, Sanaa, especially ‘I am guilty,
    for how else can one explain the incessant thundering of heart?’
    I haven’t seen the film but I’ll look out for it now!

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Ingrid πŸ˜€ so glad you liked it πŸ’„β€οΈ

  17. Jane Dougherty says:

    You create such lassitude in this poem, the painting of lips just because, the sitting and waiting. I want to take her by the shoulders and shake her too!

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Jane πŸ™‚ so glad the poem resonated with you πŸ’„β€οΈ

  18. Kerfe says:

    Love is a complicated tangle of desire and regret.

    1. Sanaa says:

      ❀️❀️❀️

  19. The rhythm of this write, reinforced by the visual shape of the lines, amplifies the power of the words

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Alexandra πŸ™‚ so glad the poem resonated with you πŸ’„β€οΈ

  20. Sara McNulty says:

    Powerful emotions, written beautifully.

    “it verbalizes the shattered mirror
    through
    which we occasionally catch glimpses of the world;”

    “these honey-dipped corpses
    locked away in a room where even moonbeams cannot hope to reach.”

    1. Sanaa says:

      Thank you so much, Sara πŸ˜€ so glad you enjoyed it πŸ’„β€οΈ

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