Why Do I Do The Things I Do Poem by Mona Lisa Aspiras
Why Do I Do The Things I Do
Up and down
To and fro side by side
A maelstrom of confusion
Confetti from a crazy piñata
Raining like manna from heaven
Quenching my parched tired soul
My ideas come like this- tired icy hail, crystal snowflakes, -
beautiful to me, but they cause
Avalanches, blizzards, snowstorms of confusion in my mind and
being, and stormy fate.
Fare to my hungry soul, thirsty and hungry from an insatiable
appetite and self-destructive
Longing for more and more
Knowledge.
How much is enough.
I bury myself in this crystal
Ice-house.
Preserved, eternal, glacial,
Finally immortal.
Which is Hell.
Brilluantly pen poem with little images that creat a big lovely picture.Thanks 4 sharing I enjoy it
A lovely poem. Aprreciate the modesty of the poet is stating that it is an expression of self deprecation. May be, for her. But I loved it for its profoundity. It’s forthrightness. It’s sincerity.
A good start with a nice poem, Mona Lisa. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
Beautiful rendition of words to utmost justice. An insightful piece of poetry, well conceived and nicely crafted in persuasive poetic expressions with conviction. Very heartfelt with strong emotions. Thanks for sharing, Mona.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Thanks to all who left comments.Means a lot to me.. Inspiring how poetry touches hearts.Thanks