Sweet uncertainty
When the use slowly eases into abuse
When irrelevant words are so simply strung together
The relentless efforts, I see, have come to no use
Was that our final endeavor?
Hands clasped and warmed in dim light
Exchanging futile glances
Impaired was their telling of wrong and right
Forever willing to take chances
Not long after had they seen the damsel in distress
Crawling into an abyss of torment
Had she earlier known the cause of her stress
Our mistress would have avoided all descent
Cut and suture, split then mend
What else could be more fun than to pretend?
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3 comments:
umm..i'm going to "pretend" to know what ur talking about but i really do not understand :)
u talk about how relationships are shallow and futile
tanja tanjareen =) i'm going to go and jump off a cliff because my "talents" are so futile where as yours are...not
i'm off to make some wikis..peace
the sonnet is very dark and powerful but i didnt really get the message either. "When use slowly turns into abuse," "crawling into the abyss of torment" these lines suggest that she was abused and could not escape her painfull fait.from the final line i understood that she hides her pain from the world.
Your title and sonnet are delightfully ambiguous. I would say that your sonnet is rich with possible interpretations.
The diction of your poem is especially revealing. It successfully sets a melancholy mood and establishes the sweet pain of the speaker with words like "abuse," "irrelevant," and "relentless" in the first quatrain. Continuing in the second we have "futile" and "impaired." The third quatrain brings several extremely strong phrases "damsel in distress" and "abyss of torment."
The sonnet offers mixed styles and interpretations (e.g. shifting from 1st to third person at the volta), but the dilemma and sweet poignancy of the sonnet is real.
So, is it better to have loved and lost knowing that the ending will cause pain? Should we be "forever willing to take our chances" knowing that in the end we are resilient and can "cut and suture, split then mend"? If so, it certainly provides for rich fare for poetry.
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