A poem.
Deep-
at first, not wanting a steep
climb.
It was only a matter of time,
it would get this way.
Never wanted to admit, to say.
But so strong,
it burdens and will only perlong
until it is said.
It is there embedded
in the mind.
Provocative thoughts entwine,
waiting in the line.
Adding to the formed queue
of same thought and will sue
any other subject.
So many now a project,
in which have formed a chain.
They stain
the mind so fierce,
that they pierce
the heart.
And realisation will then start
to creep in.
The imagery wears thin,
as a reminder pops up
and says an unwelcome “hello”. A tough
wake up call,
which shrinks thy so small.
Just tell-
as the words fell
and awaited an answer.
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