Monday, 24 February 2014

I Thought I'd Take A Bath

I thought I’d take a bath,
With bubbles multiplying like math.

The water pours in a rushing,
A loud serenade a gushing.

A whirlpool of fate washing away,
The specs of memories that make me feel grey.

The web of past delirium I struggle and fight to shake,
While merely strengthening the hold on me to make.

A tricky situation really intense and my face to crease,
How to attain the enlightenment and from this to release.

To overcome the predicament of flesh and passion,
For a past love that will remain attached in a fashion.

To wash the rough forms of what I called real away,
Into another’s arms I soon but will have to stray.

So there emerges the truth of my feeling,
My words they send my mind a reeling.

I am clean now I have washed away that wrath,
But tomorrow I’ll need to take another bath.

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