Anointing Oil Poem by Doris Cornago

Anointing Oil

Rating: 5.0


When
Broken
And I am
Lost, alone
Rolling into
Gravelly gore
Muddy marinate
Slime stye stone
Groundless groan
Fresh anointing oil
Flows from my boils
Gilead fills two hands
Broad bounties spread
Unselfish care caresses
Heart's tears fill own
Eyes, watering down
Disenchantment and
Disillusion dishes
Ridicule ricochets
Frantic fantasies
Feelings of fear
Frenetic frenzy
Uncertainties
Soon scatter
Dissipates
Your love
Congeals
Crystal
Clear

Anointing Oil
Thursday, July 19, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: feelings,love and life,painful,relief,salvation,suffering,vision,visionary
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
There is no fear in love but fear tests the truth of love. It is painful, not pleasant, these testings that come from people who misunderstand motivations, comparing their general perceptions from what you are currently undergoing. Take note of every pain as every pain heals. Painful love is the only emotion that's real, love is something that eases a person's sufferings. There is no painkiller as perfect as this. It's like the balm of Gilead that flows from above, no matter your religion. Pain is a privilege, love is a gift that comes with pain, and goes on beyond pain. These are my perceptions, what's yours?
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kostas Lagos 20 July 2018

Love can be painful! This poem is delightful.Thanks!

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Bernard F. Asuncion 20 July 2018

Doris, such a profound poem....10+++++

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Doris Cornago 19 July 2018

Love is like a bee's sting - bees are beneficial to sunflowers but stinging is part of their nature. We cannot have a bee without its sting, and so it is with loving. You cannot have honey without bees unless it's the artificially made ones.

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