Twisted

By Olufunke Kolapo

wandering in a maze
as if in a daze
a lone cloud,
over hills and vales

troubled soul nestling,
on a weeping pillow, cradling
a battered heart;
a twisted mind dreading,
the pull of a heart

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Published on Thursday, July 10, 2014. Filed under: "Depressed" and "Poetry"

Comments on "Twisted"

On Wednesday, June 25, 2014, TropicalSnowstorm (1580) wrote:

"dreading, the pull of a heart" - interesting closing line. This speaks to me of the duality of being lonely and wanting this to end, but becoming so used to it that when a hand reaches out...there is a recoiling rather than a reciprocation. I think you captured a lot in this piece, but almost all of it in the second stanza. I think as written, the first stanza is not quite as tight as the second, but the second stanza is strong. Anyway, enjoyed your work, as always! Ciao, T/S
On Thursday, July 10, 2014, Olufunke Kolapo (42) wrote:

Gratitude. Love your comment as always. I thought the first stanza was very weak, glad you noticed too. Do you have any suggestions? I'm still working on the poem, would appreciate your input.