Always an outsider
Been watching the scenes
From outside in
Joys are for others
So are the sorrows
Nothing gets into your dreams
She professed love
In her, you wanted to believe so bad
Somehow belief in others you never could have
Only sign of life inside your dead mind
The anger which never got doused
It is in anger that the meaning of life you always found
Anger thawed your frozen heart
It made you feel the touch of life
But, it is the very thing which has been burning you alive
Funny, isn't it,
The very thing that keeps us alive
Finally ends up costing our lives?
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Rebellion In Sanity (Pseudonym) (
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A dangerous emotion anger if left to go unchecked, nicely expressed and written write
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The fire of anger burns a firebreak preventing love to spread. Both are fire that fight each other leaving only ashes of what's dead. Such great metaphor that plays off of each other in this poem. Beneath the surface great truth and wisdom of emotions out of control that leave devastation for both the hater and the one loved. Burning down one's own house is not a good resolution. Very nice a fave
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Very muchly enjoyed R I S .. Neville
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Wow! Profound. Those last lines really drive it all home. Well done, my friend! 🌹👏
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Superb work. Powerful
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wonderful emotional poem - makes one sit up and think it out for self too
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keep them coming - take care
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