Inconsequential bliss or heart wrenching emotion. Let me introduce you to my soul: The resonating song you hear is not a melody or song but the rhythm of my tears as they rain down in a desert of loneliness, creating a mythical oasis of love that becomes a mirage once called upon. These colours you see are not my favourite colours, but shades of burdens thrust upon me, tints of grey made by choices I did not make. I smile to drown the voice of fear, perhaps my oblivion to the pain and master of terrors will eras them, my laugh is not loud enough to soothe the aching blisters of rejection, but maybe if I laugh louder I may have you fooled into thinking I bleed because I live or the air I breathe actually keeps me alive. I long gave up hope or shouting for beauty to grace me, I’ve accepted the senseless state of my being. I’ve embraced this hopelessness. Thank you for trying but truths are not for me. Incomprehensible suffering or never-ending joy. Welcome to my soul: -Nosihle Magwentshu
Wonderful poem! I really like your idea and the metaphors you used to expound upon it.