Fascination Has Run Cold Poem by Doris Cornago
Fascination Has Run Cold
Jungle man shouting from the top of his voice
Beating at drums his fever in my ears echoes
He is a short fused individual reaching out
Infusing all with rhythmic beat of distress
Making all shake their body, stamp their feet
In endless synchronization, joyful exultation
Liberated from boredom, man is born free to cry.
Where guitar, piano, drum converse in unison
We are enthralled with the rhythm and affection
But an instrument out of control dominating all
Such a composition is pointless and means nothing
We can go through the motions and be polite
Say hmm, sure, everything's alright - a moment
But our heart aches, our mind dwells on hatred...
Don't be shackled down by the wrong emotion
You cannot touch someone in constant motion
When the tea has gone cold and no more refill
You are out there dreaming on your window sill
Pain is good for it liberates the soul - shout!
Tears are for crying, cleanses the soul - cry!
Know if the fascination has run cold - escape!
An elegant piece of poetry, well articulated, nicely penned and bristling with insight. KNOW IF THE FASCINATION HAS RUN COLD - ESCAPE! A lovely poem indeed. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
You have a very poignant poem yourself. Keep writing poems to keep your freedom. :)
Feelings and emotions are described poignantly and imagery makes the reader visualize the person, The last three lines are thought-provoking. I think it should have been a better idea to leave it to the reader instead of providing notes.
The notes are really for me. I must remember the circumstances that led me to write the poem. I am sorry to distract you from your own musings. Thank you for the advise.
Thank you for your constant inspiration. This one-sided affair is an ongoing process - blessing in disguise you might term it. This guy is really something. He knows his power and uses it over the poet. Tell me, if you could, what is the most beneficial way to treat such a relationship?
Dear Doris these are truly wonderful words with so much meaning. Loved it, saved it, Thank you so much too for your notes.
Lyn Paul: Sure missed you all these years. Poets should keep on communicating as only we can form a steady shelter from the storm - kindred souls.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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The depth and the beauty of expression brings to fore a philosophy and a study in human nature. Don't be shackled down by the wrong emotion You cannot touch someone in constant motion