Decisions

Decisions

A Chapter by Dr. YumnaKay
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Experimental. Just letting out my thoughts and aversion towards life and decisions being made, especially for the weak(er) sex.

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I dread the unsaid
which edges on your lips,
sweet, sweet poison;

I drink the lies you feed,
the deceit wrapped
around your eyes, almost mocking.

I hear the rumbling
of storms, threatening;
and I stumble to contain the wildness,
which crashes, almost colliding.

I deviate from the notion
of decisions being made,
my silence considered acceptance;
I must be demented.




© 2018 Dr. YumnaKay



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This feels like a person being 'gaslighted', being around a 'tyrant', walking around eggshells, always fearing the 'storm threatening, wildness..."

And one of the key features of being gas-lighted is that it makes the 'victim' question his/her own sanity, and that's exactly how it ends

"I must be demented"

Stark view of psychological warfare.

Living in dread is no way to live. Butterflies in the stomach is one thing, but dread is quite something else.

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dr. YumnaKay

4 Months Ago

I like your thoughts here and the way you viewed/summarized this piece. Thank you so much for readin.. read more



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Dramatic, but there's an assured-ness about your words that pack a poetic punch. Lots of heart in your writing, generously emotive and smart! Good stuff my friend.

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dr. YumnaKay

4 Months Ago

Poetic punch - I like that :)
Thank you so much for appreciating, Izzy. x
I consider myself the weaker sex. That is for sure. Trepidation should never be a meal and living in constant fear and frustration is no way to live at all. This writing lends its voice to the call that in my opinion women should be put in charge of everything. Great piece!!!

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dr. YumnaKay

4 Months Ago

I wouldn't say everything but at least to live their lives like they want. And yes, that ain't no wa.. read more
This feels like a person being 'gaslighted', being around a 'tyrant', walking around eggshells, always fearing the 'storm threatening, wildness..."

And one of the key features of being gas-lighted is that it makes the 'victim' question his/her own sanity, and that's exactly how it ends

"I must be demented"

Stark view of psychological warfare.

Living in dread is no way to live. Butterflies in the stomach is one thing, but dread is quite something else.

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dr. YumnaKay

4 Months Ago

I like your thoughts here and the way you viewed/summarized this piece. Thank you so much for readin.. read more
The poem is amazing. We need to write a book together. Two poets discussing life, god and all things.
"I dread the unsaid
which edges on your lips,
sweet, sweet poison"
Hemingway would liked the above lines. So damn good. Thank you dear friend for sharing the amazing poetry. I did like this one.
Coyote

Posted 9 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dr. YumnaKay

9 Months Ago

That's an interesting idea! Hopefully, given time we will in near future :)
Thank you so much.. read more
Coyote Poetry

9 Months Ago

I did enjoy this one and you are welcome my dear friend.
You had me hooked from the very first stanza. Strong and sharp!

Posted 10 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dr. YumnaKay

10 Months Ago

Glad you were hooked. Thank you so much for appreciating. :)
sometimes we feel better off not hearing the words, we don't like endings and want to stave them off...we live in an uneasy world of many unspoken thoughts---but we know they hang suspended and eventually fall from the lips.

Posted 10 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dr. YumnaKay

10 Months Ago

I agree. Nicely worded. Thank you so much for your thoughts here, Jacob. Appreciated.
When you place your words hard right as above, I wonder if you're containing emotions, trapping them against a wall or..or. protecting them, not wanting them to explode but to calm... calm.. calm. You write so vividly, feelings exposed, almost demented, but hopefully, soon to be re-arranged logically, kindly. '.. and I stumble to contain the wildness, ~ which crashes, almost colliding...' Now to slow, sort, then drift into peace.. i hope.

Posted 10 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dr. YumnaKay

10 Months Ago

That's an interesting observation. I think it's more about me being comfortable with the right margi.. read more
emmajoy

10 Months Ago

Trust me to be different!! Will just fly off to my other world, Yumna! :) Sipping a cup of Java .. read more
oh my goodness Doc! wonderful personifications ..raw and real ..absolutely love the first verse ..."...edges your eyes" brilliant says i! just brilliant! and i really like how you use all the page ..setting your poem to the right margin is very effective ... i am tucking it away and in the years to come will "think of it" as an original thought to be used :))))))) just kidding ....... maybe ;)
your poem is very relatable ... and i think the closing line adds to that personal touch .. nice job ma'am
E.

Posted 10 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dr. YumnaKay

10 Months Ago

This was written in almost too much of a bitter mood, so I'm glad the personifications carry through.. read more

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