Erratically I stop and contemplate in haze,
Continuously doubting all the colors that I see around me,
Love filled with senseless idioms and shaded lenses,
Inducing thoughts to optimistically hope for
Pleasure to a higher level, mental block
Still analysed under the microscope,
Eclipsed by overwhelming expectations, in love.
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Gabriela Trofin-Tatár
Passionate about tech, studying Modern Journalism at NYU, and mother of 3 littles. Curious, bookaholic and travel addict. I also write on Medium and Substack: https://medium.com/@chicachiflada & https://chicachiflada.substack.com/
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Comments (5)
Very relatable, I loved it!
I want to take pleasure from life at a higher level. I really enjoyed this poem.
wow so relatable, I loved this especially: "mental block, Still analysed under the microscope,"
This was so poignant and relatable as well. Loved it so much!
Excellent, beautiful poem written in rythm truly describes the love