Murder of Passion

passion

Unrequited love is so cruel,

an evil crime of passion’s fuel.

 

This fiery passion I had known

a well of vigor I had grown.

 

Inside of me is large and deep

Where lavas hiss, and sorrows creep

 

I loved her with infinities

And stayed with her deficiencies

 

There is no body, there is no crime.

My existence was not paradigm.

 

Our love bloomed in the astral plane

Or maybe just within my brain

 

Where guilt cascades right off the tongue

As pathological it hung

 

Dissociation resonates

Supplanted love can devastate

 

As passion still is unconstrained

The middle moments unexplained

 

The empathy, a rear seat

The passion at a boiling heat—

 

The windows of the soul, blacked out,

a tick of lethargy, no doubt.

 

How come she never strayed my way?

And murdered passion, everyday

 

My life depends upon my peers

Emotions charged, yet never clear

 

Inside of me I am so large

It depends on who I put in charge

 

The currents blow of love and hate

Depends on who manipulates.

 

When in the end she took my core

And left my soul so weak and poor.

 

With no law to charge her with crime.

 I lost my soul, but my heart beats fine.

 

 

 

Paul Neglia

Proud father of 3. Part time writer of poetry and short stories. I want to paint the world in but a few words.
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Paul Neglia

Proud father of 3. Part time writer of poetry and short stories. I want to paint the world in but a few words.

4 thoughts on “Murder of Passion

  • May 9, 2017 at 4:31 PM
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    Wow ! I am blown away by this poem, Paul. Great phrasing and the flow of thoughts your character has is very well penned. Fantastic piece and well done.

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    • May 9, 2017 at 5:02 PM
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      Thank you so much Phyllis. I had to edit this one too many times, i even edited it after your comment. I am glad you enjoyed it.

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  • May 10, 2017 at 1:32 AM
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    Cleverly rendered Paul, and I so relate, as to all those possibilities within us, especially where love is concerned. A great feel and tight phrasing gave the work an ominous yet relatable read. Great work mate!

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    • May 10, 2017 at 7:42 AM
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      Thank you so much Tony. I am glad you related to this.

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