Make Me a Pendulum

Wrap your hands
around my neck
and make me a pendulum
of your embrace

Toss me

Toss me forth
Toss me back
Toss me

And make me the hands of time

Dance me
One step forward
One back
Dance me

Make me prisoner

Toss me in the golden cage
of your embrace
and toss me

Let me oscillate
between the good and the bad
Let me dance
amidst the crowd of oblivion

Make me a pendulum

Until

I choke

Toss me
Until

My hands turn

360o

Brew me
Brew me with the caress of your kick

Brew me into magic
A potion
Of hatred

But toss me
In a portion of your life

Let me remain a pendulum

Toss me
Dance me
Kick me

Tighten your grip
Don’t let go

Let me be wanted
in the storm of hatred

Let me feel the bliss
of your strangle

Someone

Please soften the grasp…

Reviews

[Mockingbird]

sounds like a masochistic person getting pleasure by being broken physically and spiritually. great poem.

[freelancejouster]

the darkness of this is pitch perfect throughout. wonderful.

[realmwriter]

I know what it feels like just to want to be needed in another persons life or just to acknowledged by that person. Or at least thats what I get from this. Thank you for the request.

[Daytonight]

Thanks so much for sharing this write with me! Keep on penning.

[Dearantlers]

This is like the other one of yours I reviewed. Confusing, but then again, not confusing. And amazing. And awesome, and well, just really good. You are a very talented writer, and I love the different way that you write your poems. I've never seen them in a form like that, and I really like it. Thanks for the read request!

[topsyturvy]

Wow, I just love how your poems can affect the people who read them...

[light and ashes]

Wow, the last line is most haunting, "Someone please soften the grasp..." The helplessness feeling of the victim of abuse is very evident in this poem, very strong writing, awesome.

[Vinod Kumar U K]

Beautiful structure...

[Victorious]

I enjoyed this piece actually. I don't know if I like the use of the phrase "dance me" but I really liked this one. I can relate to it through its collision between pain and pleasure, an inner conflict not commonly represented or at least I haven't found many.

I especially liked the last line "Please soften the grasp" it made me feel the narrator's conflict with a phrase that sounds as if it were whispered.

I also liked the dance of these words, "Let me oscillate/between the good and the bad/ Let me dance/ amidst the crowd of oblivion" it gripped me and pulled me into a pleasant waltz lol.

Really good job on this one.

Sincerely Livana Lowell (LL)

God bless

[Liza]

never read this angle before; interesting perception