Anguish (I.P.)

By luigi_pagano

Sat, 23 Nov 2013
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6 comments
 

I went to bed early
but for a long time
I could not find sleep.
I kept tossing and turning,
felt cold, then hot,
as if I was burning.
Burning in hell.
I was feverish
and heard wedding bells.
It wasn’t a dream
but a nightmare.
You left me in the lurch
and I was in despair.
Now you’ll leave the church
to attend your reception
and celebrate
with a glass of champagne
filled to the brim,
happily smiling,
married to him.
 
© Luigi Pagano 2013
 

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Comments

Submitted by Bee on

This truly gets across the feelings of helpless despair and anguish.  

A really neat poem.

Bee

Submitted by luigi_pagano on

Thanks for the feedback, Bee. These weekly Inspiration Points spur me into action and force me to think of a subject that I wouldn't normally entertain.

Thanks for reading, Luigi. 

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

As you know, I too find the Inspiration points nudge thought in some new direction! I always enjoy your unobtrusive use of rhyme and tight rhythm. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by luigi_pagano on

Hi Rhiannon. Yes, I have noticed that you are truly inspired and your contribution last week was a real cracker worthy of the golden cherries. Well done and thank you for reading this effort of mine.

Luigi

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Luigi, you are on a roll, I feel.  The brevity and wordmanship in this one are to be admired.  Very much enjoyed.

Tina xxx

 

Submitted by luigi_pagano on

Tina, I shall be as brief as I was in my poem and simply thank you for your lovely comment.

Lots of love, Luigi xxx