Thursday, 15 October 2009

Predictable

Perhaps…..you think
Reality of knowing me hurts
Emerging from the dark, you see an unknown face
Denying is tough
I am that dark shadow
Colours of innocence shed
Truth is now what you see
Alas! I proved you wrong
Blame me for the double games
Love is not what I seek
Ebb the predictions, I am the uncertainty
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5 comments:

  1. RHYTHM AND RHYME15 October 2009 at 15:05

    You do write some meaningful poetry and it's a pleasure to read.

    Yvonne.

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  2. Amias (ljm and liquidplastic)15 October 2009 at 18:19

    Is love predictable, or is the person seeking love predictable? Nice read.

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  3. Mohan16 October 2009 at 03:13

    Wish the uncertainty principle of quantum mechanics was so simple to understand :)

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  4. itsyvitsy16 October 2009 at 03:15

    Predicting the unknown has been an art of deception. You capture it very well here. Double guessing what lies a moment later is not anyone's game.

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  5. Anonymous16 October 2009 at 03:24

    that was an 'unpredictable uncertanity'... :)

    nice one!!

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