The obesity

isa kemmy

Peace is burning,
Breathing in calm,
Heart knows no scratch,
Hitting my palm,
Hears the still pulse


​Twisting my neck,
Seems there is no regret,
Setting us free
Was the best choice,
Love has no voice
We drifted apart
The moves had no chance

 


​The situation
Is deceitful
The moves were loot
It was an intuition
Hiding beneath the dance,
Or needed a lens
To figure
The obesity in obsession

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  • sorenbarrett

    Beautiful words in this poem nicely written

  • Tristan Robert Lange

    Isa, not going to lie, I have line envy here: “The obesity in obsession” is a killer line.

    This poem captures the difficult freedom of leaving a relationship that has become consuming. Attachment grows beyond love until it overwhelms everything between two people…and the peace afterward confirms the necessity of letting go. Powerful work, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

    • isa kemmy

      thanks i feel that inner peace,a friend saw my ex yesterday with the new girlfriend and immeadiately sent me their photo,but she got suprised of how i said i wish them happiness from the bottom of my heart.its been 2 months and ever since i let go i felt inner peace and i wish i got out earlier. i started questioning myself was it love or obsession of being with a handsome french guy.
      thanks for ur support



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