Broken Bonds, But Bonds Still
Introspective, self-reflective poem.
melted butter on my lips
a lifetime on those hips
light, gentle tongue slips
just as my heart does flips
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passion fascination fashion
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my lips melted on butter
those hips on a lifetime
tongue slips light gentle
flips does my heart just as
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fashion fascination passion
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lips melt into hips
tongue slips, heart flips
aggressive regressive fascination disassociation
partnership companionship situationship
ship that sailed or sale-d away
away your lips and hips
away your tongue and heart
my lips and hips left to decay
my tongue and heart thrown astray
Captain my Captain of my own s-t-inking ship
trust overboard,
sinful overload,
guilty overloard
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passion dissection
fascination frustration
faded fashion
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capsized icebergised
passion, obsession, confession after confession
rejection no exception
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and broken bonds but bonds still means hope
hope for sailing again, without sale-ing
but the bonds
that hold tight the two
broken bonds but bonds still
and broken bonds but bonds still means hope
hope for sailing again, without sale-ing
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passion fascination fashion
fashion fascination passion
aggressive regressive fascination disassociation
partnership companionship situationship
passion dissection fascination frustration faded fashion
fashion passion fascination reunification
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sometimes the ending is not an ending at all
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there is no need for profoundity in a cycle
try saying that when your drunk said the punk to the skunk
nigh sighing when you're cut in a rut and your mind is shut
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Thanks for reading!
Author's Notes: Based on real stuff. May convert it into a song for the Harmonic Verses challenge thing. We'll see. Still thinking on that. Anyway. Poem.
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Paul Stewart
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Comments (11)
This is such a lyrical piece, wow! The progression throughout is amazing and the poem breathes its own rhythm. It dances to its own tune. Loved it!
What a clever and fascinating progression of stanzas mimicking a relationship! Loved how words kept reappearing but in such very different contexts.
Honestly... this has to be my favourite poem I have read on Vocal thus far. It feels like being on a ship in the midst of a storm, being pulled from side to side, not able to rely on the floor underneath you. The push and pull of relationships, where sometimes gravity doesn't exist, and everything feels... crazy. Nauseating. I loved the detail about sale-ing and sale-d, and how sometimes people in relationships, even people that love one another, might use each other for personal gain or exploit them, in some way. A love for sale-ing. Really beautiful, Paul! [Prize: 2/5]
Yep - totally a song…… or you could just record yourself reading it (just sayin!! 😉🙄)
This could make quite the catchy song if you did convert it!! I loved that you did that sneaky rhyme scheme within the lines instead of at the ends, how... rebellious of you!! Great work here, sorry you're going through a thing though!
I was about to suggest to submit this to the lyrics challenge because it seemed very lyrical to me, and I'm so glad you might consider it. I especially loved your wordplay with sail and sale 🍩🥐
Until the cycle spirals away, hope remains (though she keeps on telling me it shouldn't).
You said it best yourself- passionate. I'm curious to see how you turn it into a song. Bring it on.
This is amazing, Paul! The form is so unique, and you have great flow with the rhyming, repetition, and alliteration. This would be interesting as a song!
Defo lends itself to song- love the rhythm and repetition, very cool if a little disconcerting
Now that you mentioned it, I want to hear this sung