The Paradox Poem by Bonnie Collins
The Paradox
Somehow between the paradox of
heaven and hell is where my soul
was left with you
Twirling so fast like a volcano trying
to erupt, smoke from the burning
ashes signifing the empty desire
you left with in me
Howling like the tropical wind upon
a fierce strom at sea, I can still
recall every word you said to me
Recalling exactly where you stood,
the cologne you wore I can close my
eyes and still see the october moon
A paradox of heaven and hell, you gave
me the heaven but never told me there
would be hell...
Bonnie, A thought-provoking, well-descripted write... great poetry here! Robert
Yes, love can be like that - a paradox, but I guess the roller coaster you describe is more exciting than the merry go round of most relationships. You have expressed your angst with originality and skill in this bitter/sweet poem. Your last stanza sums it up very well and provides a satisfying cadence to the whole. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 4:13:56 PM # 1.0.0.1119
UMMM....For better or worse...? lol! Lots of verve, and poignance here, and delivered with smooth fluxion....Very nicely done, Bonnie! FjR