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Ennui

Fists swung in the air
Dashing pink hopes
Bleeding red
Feathers from pillows
Rained down
Over this warzone
Of a bed
And you stopped my tongues razor
With one pleading kiss
But I pushed you away
Hiding behind a hiss
In trembling fingers
You hold my chin
With one last song of peace
I lean in slightly
Before screaming for release
As you turn away you remind me
Of everything I lack
And you're too much of a gentleman
To say you're never coming back

Restless when you lie next to me
I touch you and
Push you from my head
Restless when you're gone
And enuui has filled my bed

Submitted: Tuesday, May 28, 2013
Edited: Thursday, September 05, 2013


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  • Søren Valentine (3/10/2014 10:26:00 PM)

    Interesting. I find your choice of a title very interesting indeed. Ennui... dissatisfied and listless, from a lack of things to engage you, distract you. But this poem festers with something, someone, who most certainly engages you, your heart, your mind. You. More than engage, this person (as I am assuming it is a person, although it need not be to an open mind) demands your attention.

    The poem reflects that. We follow you on a steady descent. And at the end, of all the emotions and feelings to express or feel, you chose ennui. Or ennui chose you.

    Very fascinating. We likes it, precious. Yes yes yes yes yes yes.... but no.


    Ennui...

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  • Khairul Ahsan (7/24/2013 8:55:00 PM)

    The caption caught my eye, and from then everything below it, my thoughts.
    A fascinating piece of poetry,
    Restless when you're gone
    And ennui has filled my bed
    Simply superb! The last line explains the caption. Congratulations for writing a brilliant poem.

  • Alla Simone (6/27/2013 10:38:00 AM)

    This is an inspiring write. Let's start with the vocab. I now know what an Ennui is, LOL. Passionate conflict and contradiction is beautifully expressed in this poem. Every line is really full of meaning, and the reader becomes a captivated spectator. Some of the highlights for me are: tongues razor, pleading kiss, song of peace, pushing someone from your bed. In one word: ahhh-ma-Zzing. This is definitely a price of writing you can be proud of. It was difficult, but I've managed to isolate my favorite part.
    As you turn away
    You remind me of everything I lack
    And you're too much of a gentlemen
    To say you're never coming back
    Intense emotion, but still relatable. We often personalize situations and experiences this way, thinking that if only we were somehow a better version of ourself or a better person at all it might have turned out differently. Also the frustration we can feel despite someone being so kind, a perfect gentlemen even.

  • Alla Simone (6/27/2013 10:25:00 AM)

    This is an inspiring write. Let's start with the vocab. I now know what an Ennui is, LOL. Passionate conflict and contradiction is beautifully expressed in this poem. Every line is really full of meaning, and the reader becomes a captivated spectator. Some of the highlights for me are: tongues razor, pleading kiss, song of peace, pushing someone from your bed. In one word: ahhh-ma-Zzing. This is definitely a price of writing you can be proud of. It was difficult, but I've managed to isolate my favorite part.
    As you turn away
    You remind me of everything I lack
    And you're too much of a gentlemen
    To say you're never coming back
    Intense emotion, but still relatable. We often personalize situations and experiences this way, thinking that if only we were somehow a better version of ourself or a better person at all it might have turned out differently. Also the frustration we can feel despite someone being so kind, a perfect gentlemen even. It doesn't make any sense, yet it's how we feel.

  • Kelly Seale (5/28/2013 7:56:00 PM)

    twas a lover's quarel, and your personality showing strong,
    hesitant to back down, bite your lip,
    And showy our true feelings-
    You, one never to admit that you're wrong.
    Aria, youve captivated me these words, now I'm forever...you're fan.; -) Kelly.

    -another scenerio...

    -Fade in...
    The morning sun breaks through a crack in the curtains,
    and shines down upon your face.
    The warmth and light fill you with a certain
    feeling, one that you can't quite place.

    You reach over to hold him,
    not expecting him to be gone.
    And your heart breaks wide open,
    as you keep on reaching on...

    The smell of him
    lingers-
    In the tangled sheets of your bed.
    The memory of his face, his eyes,
    burns deeply into your head.

    You can still feel his touch,
    on the most intimate places of your skin.
    And yet; there can be no doubt,
    that you will never seen him again.

    Fade in...
    Fade out.


    cks.

  • Valerie Dohren (5/28/2013 4:56:00 PM)

    A poem with a punch - very well penned.

  • Steven Ralph (5/28/2013 12:51:00 PM)

    So visual! I'm a fan. Every line is important and adds to the scene. Going to read more.S.

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