Heartless Love

Nuanced

the words we speak

the dance we flow through

shades of emotions

that tumble about.

Delicate

this thread that binds

steel wrapped in velvet

so that the chains

chafe not our skin.

Afraid

unwilling to surrender

these contested wills

bruised eyes flashing

as once more we attack.

Vicious

words that sting

barbs that hook and tear

flesh torn asunder

wounds never stitched

left gaping

breathless gasps

as we lay panting.

Thieves of love

honor and faith

a warped notion of pleasure

pain that sticks

never ending

a cycle of disrepute.

©Jay-lyn Doerksen

Feb. 17/18

Meglomania

Photo courtesy of Pinterest.

You talk and talk, always right

ears closed to the other voices.

You and you alone make the mark

and destroy a million lives.

Who says you are right?

Who spoke this truth to you?

Making you alone,

the one that all shall worship?

You venom spreads, poisoning

you voice, so mesmerizing

Call thousands to your banner

waging war against so many innocents.

Hatred,

disrespect,

And villany.

Your voice,

your words,

so charismatic.

But death shall follow;

balance the scales

as we all watch the blade fall.

 

©Jay-lyn Doerksen

November 29, 2011