Poetry Push and Pull Poem by Dark Bishop

Published on February 4th, 2011 | by George Wyngaardt


Push and Pull

Push and Pull

by George Ian Wyngaardt on Thursday, January 27, 2011 at 2:41am

I battle with her mind

Every grasp she seems to out muscle.

entoxicated by dinner wine

We find it hard to breath ,because every gasp is gleaned with a bout or a tussle

She boasts not living for tomorrow.

So we burn emotions just to see smoke seep through the cracks.

Where ever she goes I follow.

Doubt enticing unprovoked attacks.

My faults are exhibited , I jeopardize our security.

While my motives are evident, hers substantiate obscurity

Perhaps I have become weak or perhaps I am in love.

Maybe I am bleek or maybe I just give up

by George Wyngaardt

“When one cant find the route to happiness the path is lost”

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