Dormant

by Golden AnGel Rhapsodist   Jan 25, 2020


I'm not flattered by alluring words
Or deceived by generous moves.

All set myself to any burst of reality
Master not to act irrationally.

Eruption of pain may occur
But I am holding the cure.

If I'm used to it, nothing will break
Nothing will fall, no heartaches.

Rest my heart and mind at peace
Let the beast inside at ease.

Undeclared the thoughts and feelings,
Empowering what's inside I'm dealing.

I'm not holding any anger
After this I will be better

This is not goodbye
Still, I'll open my eyes

But I am
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Dormant!

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  • 4 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    Welcome back, Gel. Good to see you posting again.

  • 4 years ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    The part that spoke to me the most was 1) becoming used to and possibly ambivalent to the pain so it does not shock or drag you down and 2) opening your eyes yet still calling yourself "dormant" - like a volcano, capable of erupting, but hasn't in a long time. So you remain quiet, perhaps unnoticed, as you try to take on the responsibility of holding all the pain and anger and volatile emotions inside.

    Interesting write!

    • 4 years ago

      by Golden AnGel Rhapsodist

      I truly appreciate your comment..thank you so much for having time reading my work

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