"defeaned" poems
*Defeaned by the riotous
Expansion and contraction
Of my own heart
The anxious pulsing
Of the red though veins
Sending me into an automatic State of unremitting unease
It roars and bleeds
In a melodramatic fashion
It's infinite desires reverberate
Relentlessly in my head
I cannot contain it
I cannot contain
The hurt it harbours*
Aug 20, 2014
Aug 20, 2014 at 7:33 PM UTC
She paused,
Silence quickly defeaned the room
She looked gently into his eyes
Clairvoyant as she was,
She finally said the words,
"Should we just end this?"
Perplexed, he absent-mindedly replied,
"What's wrong? Tell me."
She leaned on his broad shoulders and whispered,
"Nothing's wrong, love.
But nothing's seems right either.
I don't know which is worse. "
Jun 9, 2019
Jun 9, 2019 at 9:03 AM UTC