My Greatest Confusion, Me


My Greatest Confusion, Me

By Tony DeLorger © 2011

Of all the mysteries that life affords,

one alone confounds me so.

Not life itself or our creator stir,

my soul to action more than me.

I am my greatest confusion,

my illogical emotionality an affront,

a wall that stands impenetrable,

a breach without sense.

I surround myself yet cast aside,

attract yet push away.

I am a walking, talking contradiction,

running fowl of purpose yet true to heart.

What can I be if not illusive,

a free agent of conundrums.

I pacify myself with platitudes,

words that ping like ricocheting balls in my skull.

But what am I of fleeted foot,

too fast to stand for anything.

Who am I, too confused to find form,

a blur of mind alive with inconsistency.

Is the world beneath me solid,

or am I floating in my iniquitous rage,

too light and empty to connect,

too far removed to matter?

Love pours from my every cell,

convinced life is worth the effort.

But does my deluded mind fathom love,

recognise it amid my confusion?

Rationality is ill-afforded,

lost to my searching mind,

beyond help and imbedded in it’s own refuse,

awaiting the salvation of simplicity.

Who will find me if not me?

How will my ranting connect to sanity?

Perhaps I’ll just float here for awhile,

and contemplate my inequities.

That should keep me busy.

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Tony DeLorger 5 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia Author

Thanks Eiddwen, I'm glad you enjoyed it. Thanks for reading and making a comment.

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Eiddwen 5 years ago from Wales

Great hub, and thanks for sharing.I am catching up with my hub reading and I am glad that I came accross this one.

Take care


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