1
Who exists
That does not euphemize
With metaphor?
Who exists
That speaks of their faults
With neither pride
Nor placebo?
2
I have lied
To spare myself
I do not
Know how to face
Your pain
Without my ego
Assuming
A comparative
Misfortune
–
I do not
Know how to court
Your brilliance
Without
Turning on
Artificial lights
That I might not
In proximity
Darken
3
I was not born a poet
I neither command
Nor navigate the stars
Sometimes
Paranoia drives me
Underground
Into cellars
Pungent with decay
That I might
Entertain my vices
Unobstructed
4
Emancipated
By confession
I compose
These words
In the residue
Of an instinctive
Retreat
Shamelessly
Esoteric
I speak
Only that
I might be
Relieved
*
I was just contemplating certain aspects of human nature, I used the pronoun āIā broadly though I am guilty of being egocentric at times as well
mindlovemisery 
You have great insight into the different aspects of human nature. We are all guilty of being egocentric at times. You use very strong words that come across powerfully. Beautifully written. š
Thank you Sonya that means a lot!
I love how this starts,
Who exists
That does not euphemize
With metaphor?
I love this and I am equally taken by the concluding sentence. Your work gives me much to contemplate, you express yourself in such amazing imagery. As Cubby says, beautiful!
Oh wow thank you for such a beautiful compliment!
Wonderfully reflective – and I beg to differ, you most certainly WERE born a poet – it is so completely natural to you!! š š
Awww Helen thanks you are so sweet!
WOw, this was very beautiful, I adored the 2nd and the last part, it gives quite the punch.
I am so happy you liked it!
ooo that third one is awesome….about going underground….each of these is a nice seperate facet but play well into a whole picture too…
Thank you so much Brian wow =)
Section 3 is so dark.
It is yes
This:
“I have lied
To spare myself
I do not
Know how to face
Your pain
Without my ego
Assuming
A comparative
Misfortune”
This rings so true… Brilliant.
Thanks Marya!
Marvelous! Isn’t it true when someone tells us of a misfortune, how we often compare it to our own?
It is though I think sometimes we are just trying to process and understand by relating it to something that we have experienced
Awesome poem. You know, I really enjoy your poems. Just reading the words before the overall meaning sinks in is enjoyable. Good stuff. Thanks for sharing! š
Awww thank you Claudia I am glad you enjoy them =)
“I have lied
To spare myself
I do not
Know how to face
Your pain
Without my ego
Assuming
A comparative
Misfortune”
Fantastic poem!
Thank you so much!
“I was not born a poet
I neither command
Nor navigate the stars”
I suspect you were born a poet (or you were an exceptional pupil with an excellent teacher). I think you have an inner astrolabe that will always steer you through the cosmos. And, a star map in your soul should you decide to travel.
Awwww thank you so much Phylor that is so sweet =)
hi mindlovemisery, it’s not often i read a poem and see so much of myself reflected, as i have in yours, ty. it’s brilliantly written and composed and forgive me for differing with you in my first comment, i suspect you were born with a poet’s soul. just wanted to visit a bit to acknowledge and thank you for following my poetry, and shining the light to yours.
Thank you so much you are so kind =) I am so glad I found your blog as well.
you are most welcome, from what i’ve read so far, we have a fair amount in common. your poetry feels very ‘familiar’ to me.
=) I am happy to hear it