Nagging On A Monday Morn (1) Poem by Sylvia Frances Chan

Nagging On A Monday Morn (1)

Rating: 5.0


My sensuality is melting today,
please, do not associate with the melting pot,
also not as the pursuit of physical,
it's oft about something classical
better known as mental sexual.

My vulnerability is terribly increasing,
but that's not with our love, within,
our love has nothing to do with this
it remains the uttermost bliss

This engrossing story of my soul,
am so sorry to nag the whole
persons cannot be trusted
am just confiding here, that's it
nagging is never as cute as we may wish

presenting now my un-delicate dish
hereafter comes to my sequel if you wish

I confide you these are my blessings too, my fears
smiling through my happy tears….



© Sylvia Frances Chan

MONDAY MORN - Summer-The 3rd of Sept 2018
@ 8.51 hrs A.M. West-European Time

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This poem story has several sequels, please read.
Thank you so much for your feed back and comments,
created with much love and great care,

© Sylvia Frances Chan

MONDAY MORN - Summer-The 3rd of SEPT 2018
@ 8.51 hrs A.M. West-European Time
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sylvia Frances Chan 30 June 2020

Dear Susan, thank you a very lot for reading my " nag" poem. I am moved by your comment, I am glad that you like my poem, thank you for the precious 10.

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Sylvia Frances Chan 30 June 2020

Thank you so much, dear Master Poet Kumarmani Mahakul Sir. I am grateful for all your precious support, that means a very lot to me.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 12 September 2018

This engrossing story of soul nags more. But God's mercy empowers soul. Confiding blessings with happy tear is great attitude of emotion. This poem is also very beautifully penned.

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Susan Williams 03 September 2018

Ooops, forgot to mention this is a definite 10 in my book!

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Susan Williams 03 September 2018

I like your voice in this poem.... it is like I am standing in your head and all these thoughts are whizzing by on their electrical journey from one brain cell to the next with lightning speed before darting to another cell on another context. Captivating, Sylvia! !

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