The mysteries behind her existence,

The mysteries behind her existence,

A Poem by JRB

What are either good or evil, acts of action


Surrounded by

Those everlasting uncertainties

That haunt

Those inner hours of reflection

In those moments

Of doubt


She carries within her being

Of contemplation


In her inner confusion

She calls life

Reality suppressed by fantasy


She left my inner soul

Emotionally feeling like a phantom

Not yet departed

From this world




In my communication

Towards my life

Harding my soul

Deadening my spirit


While offering

Only years

Of hurting

To pursue

Without restraint


As my existence with my experience

Are jointly seeking

To shed those

Shackles of disenchantment

Now being carried

Thru the halls of my own discontent


While I am wavering,

Between what is factual

Moreover, connecting what is deceptive

So I ask, myself, will time

Have the influence to reveal

                               The love she tried to pilfer



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© 2012 JRB

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Added on November 2, 2012
Last Updated on November 2, 2012



Grantville, PA

To my writes, I have been told that my writings, relate to the poetic styles of, John Donne, George Herbert, and many other early 17th-century English poets. By believing that enlightenment c.. more..

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A Poem by JRB