Linear Poem by Stefanie Fontker
Linear
Discontent, like a lover
With their clothes on
She does not ask or think
Of what may have been
If she was somewhere else
In another bed, in another's
Arms, but there is this
Shadow that she cannot escape
A cloud of misery, that refuses
To have any company in sight
And in it she suffocates
Like she's underwater
Held down by hands
She can only assume to be
Her very own pale ones
Or stuck in some terrible fire
That was started by someone
She loves very much so
And that makes it so much
Worse than it should have been
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4/19/2024 5:26:09 PM # 1.0.0.1119
But the linearity of chasms have to break somewhere.Life will find salvation from here through the time wasted in worries which worries do not normally worry of time when fate decides it.Worries come in flurry, in hurry, in fury and when you are cross-questioned by jury.Life`s worries have best answers when you look back and analyse them lest they are successful in ruminating you as worries.Womanly worries are linear until they assume some support to rely.But the feelings remain.Well expressed thoughts here.Rather thought provoking one.Scintillating write.