I’ve come to realize…


my soul runs from grief
your reach out a fakery
I lived in your lies
 

weeping rigid tears 
bitterness answers to none
downfall of lovers
  
our sorrowful tale
like a mawkish tearjerker
I laugh out loud
 

The picture by itself can tell a thousand stories. But I am increasing the complexity a little. Here is a paragraph from another source.

So what exactly happened here? A woman felt powerless because she was unable to let go of a story she was holding onto which made her a victim. Even though she no longer saw this man, her former lover, she carried him within, and over and over again inside was keeping this version of the story alive.

Reena’s Exploration Challenge – week 63

My another blog ThusNSuch

Eugenia

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  15 comments for “I’ve come to realize…

  1. 11/15/2018 at 10:08 pm

    Love the flow and the language used in the poem. Great piece of poetry. Keep up the good work. Have hope, write on! ☺️

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  2. 11/15/2018 at 10:15 pm

    Heart touching.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. 11/15/2018 at 10:22 pm

    Thank you, Sadje.

    Like

  4. 11/16/2018 at 6:25 am

    Eugenia,

    It’s hard to let go of pain sometimes even when you know it’s for the best.

    Liked by 1 person

    • 11/16/2018 at 11:21 am

      Yes, it is! Unfortunately, pain likes to linger in our memory no matter how hard we try to forget.

      Like

  5. 11/16/2018 at 12:07 pm

    I can so relate to this. Letting go is sometimes hard. Even if you know it’s for the best. You’ll come out on the other side. Well most of us do.

    Have a fabulous day and weekend, Eugenia. ♥

    Liked by 1 person

  6. 11/16/2018 at 4:46 pm

    I love the concept of words and image. What an interesting poetic mockery of relationships. So Avant garde, I perceive.

    Liked by 1 person

    • 11/16/2018 at 5:11 pm

      Thank you so much for your delightful comment and getting the intent of my poem. 🙂

      Like

  7. 11/17/2018 at 9:15 am

    Powerful imagery! and I love the rhythm, the rise and fall of the poem.

    Liked by 1 person

    • 11/17/2018 at 10:37 am

      Thank you very much! I am glad you liked it.

      Like

  8. 11/19/2018 at 3:54 pm

    This is a good fit for the photo. Finding the strength to end what won’t end on its own.

    Liked by 1 person

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