Tangled

 

 

You tangle my thoughts, knotting up all I had laid straight.
I pull apart all that you’ve raveled in my mind,
but at rapid speed you defy my efforts.
 I’m lost in a maze of webs,
 tied up in a crazy twist of poisoned rope and freedom,
yet I rest here,  well aware I’ve already lost the battle in my mind.  
Not too much longer now before my heart gives in and I wonder how I was lured here,
knowing the risk was lethal.

 

Reviews

[Chloe..Across the Unive..]

Hi Babette .. so long since i read you or said hello.. i like the words you used .. as in: You tangle my thoughts, knotting up all I had laid straight.
This is a sad poem that makes me think of resignation and realaztion perhaps a mistake was made.. wonderful weaving of words..
Chloe
xoxo

[Bud]

A well expressed poem concerning matters of the heart. Of all the mysteries in the universe, we are the greatest enigmas that exist. Outstanding piece or poetic art! I like it!

[Michael X]

wow, show me just how many shades of darkness can canvas a gray skiy and i'll show this this poem
as an example of how many shades of darkness can paint the human mind, its stunning babbs
a real work of insight, brilliant and flows with articulate fashion and depth thats flows to the furthest
reaches of the intended messege, a real pleasue to read and indulge