Immersed, To Find Yourself

Soaked through

Ragged clothes

Allow me to remove whats left

Running true feelings to a profound reality

Might exist only if you immerse yourself into me

Stop! Be suspended by the strong fabric

And your drooling

Runs down my wrist

So I rendered what soaking, that you lay in

A great deluge

Rushes over from the tub

Stagnant problems that you’ve dealt for so long

Wondering off to be forgotten about

Stop! Be suspended by this reality that holds you

Drooling down my wrist

I feel it, cold and blissful

Rested eyes

She’s been soaked long enough

Bound to me

Is rather quiet better for you

This is where your body belongs

Thriving with all these new feelings

“To what happened to my ragged clothing” she asks

It needed to be set a blaze

For you were covered in all kind of leftover muck

“Then you will continue to hold me?”

Running these true feelings

In time

Will give her a much needed rest

By: ObligatoryInsightPoet©

6/22/16

 

 

 

 

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2 responses to “Immersed, To Find Yourself

  1. A constant process we must undergo to find ourselves – again and again, at different stages of life. Painful but it’s good to have sometime to hold on to. Lovely lines, Anthony! 🙂

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