Romantic in love with a hopeless dream
Ordering life to appear like fiction
Minus the love, a torturous centime
Athenian only in depiction.
Negating wisdom for the sake of Self
Toiling in the name of having a child
Interfering with books not on her shelf
Cancer of the mind must be belief-wild.
Intending to love her always, she breached
Naxos, heart of the Cyclades, in a cave
Love for the Parthenon was also bleached
Over words of loneliness like a grave.
Visions of body parts since the whole’s gone
Enveloped in Self, she made me a pawn.
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Franz Liszt - Liebestraum (Love Dream)
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Patrick M. Ohana
A medical writer who reads and writes fiction and some nonfiction, although the latter may appear at times like the former. Most of my pieces (over 2,200) are or will be available on Shakespeare's Shoes.
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Resistance Is Futile
Resistance - A Combat Haiku She tried to resist him, but she lacked the courage or the right AI. ----- It is not resistance that is futile, it is existence on the individual level, if one takes the time to perceive it. Many have said it before and perhaps many will say it in the future, but it seems that it is being mostly ignored, for good reason, since the total, nearly total result of being totally aware of the truth, probable truth, will often render one afflicted by justified despair, not to mention the brutality of the human condition.
By Patrick M. Ohana2 years ago in Poets
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