UNANSWERABLE.

Fay Slimm.

 

 

Unanswerable.



Is it love or obsession
which takes an affair into the realms
of unconventional ?

Steamy with untellable
dreams sensual secrets may achieve 
extra dimensions.

By tossing objections
into ether's vast furnace as it heats
to melting
and destroys any sense may we then 
name it obsession ?

Or would real love
yield to the inaudible call of sexually 
high-charged atmospheres ?

Could it stay sane
yet intoxicated if sipping allure from 
the veins of surreal ?

 

When a sensation
races to sample stimulation again and
is hypnotically drawn
to lust's famous narcotic is that which
remains just frustration ?

Is it merely obsession
or could love be labelled unanswerable
and bliss masquerading ?

 

Is this I have phrased 
quite understandable, or shall I write 
it a clearer way ? 

  • Author: Fay Slimm. (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 16th, 2019 02:03
  • Comment from author about the poem: Playing with words yet again. - - -- Hope you enjoy. .
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 44
  • Users favorite of this poem: MendedFences27, Goldfinch60.
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Comments10

  • orchidee

    Ohh, swoon! Fido saw 'steamy' and 'sensual' then barked! lol. he would not let me read the rest of this. So I put him out the back yard a while.

    • Fay Slimm.

      Thanks for the time and the read dear Orchi - -- hope you got the gist of my play on words.

    • Poetic Dan

      Captured so well of the spell...

      • Fay Slimm.

        Thank you Dan for your visit and comment.

      • ANGELA & BRIAN

        Thanks for sharing FAY : ANGELA HERE : Its 10pm : Now the Day is over : but lovely thoughts to go to my lonely BED with. You say you play with WORDS : but methinks you play with MEMORY TOO ! Thanks for caring !

        BLESSINGS & LOVE
        Yors as always ANGELA 🧡🧡🧡🧡
        Please check my Tribute to La Mia Abuela ~ Gracias !

        • Fay Slimm.

          Ah - - you were spot on with your thought re. memory my friend.......... day is over now here and sending you a big thank you for your kind visit and comment.

        • dusk arising

          Oh it's clear enough Fay, for it is enigmatic.
          My personal feelings are that life alone whilst satisfying (if you are of the right mind) it is somewhat hum-drum without the sharing. When love happens along it is such a lightening bolt of pleasureable contrast that we give it everything.
          Some have obsession and hanker after it which is dangerous.
          The fact is that most relationships go wrong. The older we get the more 'wise' we CAN be, but do we act that way? Well that depends upon how sweet the fruit and how hungry we are at harvest time i guess.
          Love remains magic and invites us to be young of spirit, careless and over indulgent. In a hum-drum existence i say.... "Bring it on!"

          • Fay Slimm.

            Thank you so much for your views on love and its magic despite the passing of years - - I agree that being young at heart is the secret so with you I repeat - - "Bring it on" - - a super comment as always my friend.

          • Suresh

            Fay, you have named it well, and also framed it well.
            Love - Lust - Hormones - Obsession

            • Fay Slimm.

              And you dear Suresh have picked out the defining words in this verse - - many thanks and glad you liked the read.

            • MendedFences27

              What is love, but obsession? There is no masquerading in love. Everything is exposed, no secrets, no lies, no misunderstandings or it ends. Then and only then is love true, and to get there one must be obsessed. Can one live without air? - No, without water?- No, without Nourishment? - No, without Love? - Yes, so it must be an obsession. Love borders on insanity and yet is considered normal. Yes, the world is full of crazy people. Maybe real and true Love is what keeps the world from becoming a lunatic asylum.
              A wonderful poem Fay, loved all of it. Saving it for future considerations. - Phil A.

              • Fay Slimm.

                I agree Phil that love is obsessive and can feel like insanity - - so pleased you enjoyed the piece and many thanks for saving these poetic phrases in your list of favourites.

              • Michael Edwards

                Keep playing Fay - somehow you have the knack to bring them together into fine writes like wot this is.

                • Fay Slimm.

                  Ha - my pleasure is to be diverse in both subject and word-play and so entertain readers like wot you are .................. merci for your visit and comment.

                • Goldfinch60

                  What a wonderful write Fay, the spell of love is so obscure but so very powerful when it is cast.
                  I love the phrase "lust's famous narcotic".
                  I don't say this very often Fay but this is going into my favourites.

                  • Fay Slimm.

                    My sincere and humble thanks to you Goldy - - so so pleased you got something special for this poem on love.

                    • Fay Slimm.

                      And a big thank you too for saving it into your list of favourites.

                    • Neville

                      perfectly understandable Fay a bril poem in many more ways than one.... very much and thoroughly enjoyed.... Neville

                      • Fay Slimm.

                        Bless ya for catching this and finding its essence Nev. - - - . yes - many thank yous for this lovely comment.............. x

                        • Neville

                          You are more than welcome my friend

                        • SerenWise

                          Nicely written bundle of metaphor and divine wording

                          • Fay Slimm.

                            Thank you Seren - - metaphor seemed to be needed with this subject -glad you enjoyed.



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