A Love Poem

sylviasearcher



So when you have finished

Choking me with your so-called love

And tell me I am all you want

Does it occur to you

My last breath

Was taken 

Long 

Long

Ago

 

Doll like

In a musical box

Open me up

Wind the key

Watch me dance

To your tune

At your will

 

Is this love?

You tell me so

 

And I ache as I see

How much you love 

The dancing doll

 

How you like

To bend her

Break her

 

Keep her

 

She tried to leave

But you twisted her arm

To stay

 

Noone will ever love

A demented

Twisted

Dancing doll

 

At least that is what you whisper

As you tell her

How much you love her 

Everyday

 

And I reply

I love you too

Because that's all

A dancing doll can say

  • Author: sylviasearcher (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 19th, 2018 04:20
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • dusk arising

    Good fun analogy. Begs the question why somebody should choose to behave like a doll in a musical box unless they have 'victim' imprinted on their soul.
    A song entitled 'fifty ways to leave your lover' comes to mind.

    • sylviasearcher

      It\'s an interesting idea.

      Are people born victims?
      Do they choose it?
      Who is the victim?
      Who is the perpetrator?

      Thanks for reading.

    • sylviasearcher

      Oh I love a misery drenching 🖤🙄

    • sylviasearcher

      Oh?

      • sylviasearcher

        Just so long as you don't get caught in drama?

      • Michael Edwards

        Great meter and structure - well written Sylvia

      • H. Ray Davis

        I pray that’s not auto biographical. Very nice, but heavy poem



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