Ghost Strings Poem by Vonda Overlie
Ghost Strings
Yielding to the ghosts of the past that haunt me,
My mind is filled with schemes,
Words that should have been said.
I stayed silent in fear your love you'd take from me.
I now no longer care.
I recognize it for what it was, a mirage.
An open ear only given for something in return.
It NEVER was about me in your world, inhabited only by yourself.
Yours was a selfish love, given with thick strings attached.
Today, yet again, I will clip those strings to set me free,
Only to find myself entangled once again.
We've all felt like this. Ah the joys of love un-returned....very nice poem. I'm new to this but I liked yours alot. Check out mine if you get a chance
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/23/2024 1:15:22 PM # 1.0.0.1119
well, entanglements can be a combination of pros and cons. hopefully the speaker knows how to balance the two. i won't say don't get entangled again, but keep the clippers handy. in case this is not a true-to-your-life story (and even if it is) i congratulate you on the telling of it. thanks for sharing. bri