Stockholm syndrome

I trace my lips unbidden,

Savoring the unintentional wisdom

That your breath kept hidden…

And so the heart began its fission.

 

Quite fond of walking among these anaglyphs

But still… to sculpt you’d have to cut through…

So I settled on watching from the high cliffs

The requiem on water, that smoothly overgrew

                                 the shores.

 

Yet it’s still playing the sweet plea.

This illusion of love has captured so many…

But so very few want to break free

Don’t I know that better than any?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Reviews

[Ana Papaya]

That title drew me in like a magnet. Great poem, especially like the first stanza! Good one Ana!!

[Ana B.]

Thank you Papaya :)

[sinNsincerity]

Your words always leave me wandering in wonder and I love that so much Ana!
"But so very few want to break free
Don’t I know that better than any?"
I would love to know what you meant by this?

[Ana B.]

Thank you David :)

Well, plenty of time we choose to stay with a person because we think we love that person, but deep down, beneath all the lies we tell ourselves we know those feeling are not genuine. But we are still staying for that person....sort of stuck. lol, i mean this theoretically because i have yet to actually be in such a situation ))

[Dr. YumnaKay]

"But so very few want to break free
Don’t I know that better than any?"

I loved the feel of this poem! I thought the title was a real syndrome lol then I googled it 😛 so thank you for introducing me to a new term 😊
Sometimes, it's nice to want to be captivated...
Beautifully penned 👍

[Ana B.]

hahaha, thank you Yumna :)

[Dr. YumnaKay]

You're always welcome, Ana 😊

[aLittlePain]

Epic title Ana! And so beautifully applied, I have been a willing hostage too many times. Such flawless expression! Exquisite piece. R xo

[Ana B.]

Thank you very much Ray! :)

[Jes' Pi]

I really loved this one..and I loved the picture too:)

[Ana B.]

thank you dear :)

[Abraham George]

its a good piece of work. both artwork and those lines says a lot.

[Ana B.]

Thank you Abraham :)

[Coyote Poetry]

Beautiful artwork and words.
"Yet it’s still playing the sweet plea.
This illusion of love has captured so many…
But so very few want to break free
Don’t I know that better than any?"
The above lines were my favorite. Illusion is a dangerous place and thoughts. We need old school logic. We change, love will change and we must change and be one. Or be alone. Thank you Ana for sharing the amazing poetry. Made a old man think too hard.
Coyote

[Ana B.]

haha Thank you for the sweet words John :)

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome dear Ana.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i relate in my own way to this...marriages failed, but more attempts...relationships abandoned...pain felt...and then it seemed i embraced the hurt...wrote of it...maybe wanted it...

subconsciously...

this is so well done...so well done.
j.

[Ana B.]

so true...maybe we do want it...thank you for stopping by dear Jacob :)

[Manu]

Beautiful language and wonderful flow, Ana :-) Profound and emotive. I love how you used the word Stockholm syndrome to explain the captivity under the spell of love. Impressive expression and writing. Keep it up :-)

[Ana B.]

Thank you very much Gorthi :)

[KWP]

it's the brevity I like about this piece - scant in words, yet dripping in a deeper meaning.

[Ana B.]

Thank you KWP :)