Blissful insanity

Love

A passage beyond time, a toll we cannot pay

Immeasurable in value, for which we all must play

Slaves to its enticing ways, undoubtedly insane…

For what else do we call, that which we can’t explain?

We feel it and we taste it; we hear it and we say 

Forever and beyond, but most don’t even stay

False promises and empty words all mixed with fantasy

And yet we keep on grasping for what is out of reach

Round and round the wheel spins round

No modicum of sense in it is found

And what keeps the wheel spinning you ask?

That which the heart nor mind can grasp

Insanity is bliss, the unknown a release

From monotony and the mundane

From what doesn’t make sense and isn’t sane

A well of feeling, infinite in it’s length

More than we can feel at once, enormous in its depth

Two become one, cheek to cheek, lips to lips

And in that kiss there’s momentary bliss

And the confusion abates, the insane becomes sane

And for one fleeting moment it all makes sense

The songs and the poetry, the lyrics and stories

The senseless abandon, the sense of no worries

Sudden sunshine on a rainy day

The first bursts of flowers in the spring of May

It all becomes focused and crystal clear

You battle the chaos and defeat the fear

Gather the dust and take all the rest

Bind it together and cherish what's left

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

love is blissful, but definitely insane...we are like those who believe in aliens...they do exist...but we certainly don't know exactly how they will act with human contact. Love is similar...we don't know what
we might get, but we want to believe, we want it to exist...and we are willing to take the risks.
this poem promotes much thought...and I am so surprised...all these views and not a comment?
I just don't understand that.
j.

[Anaisa]

Completely agree! Love is really a crazy thing, for better or worse it's such an amazing thing to experience. Thank you so much for your kind words!