Derren Brown (Photo credit: lwpkommunikacio)
Calming voice
Heard just above the breeze
Light touch to forehead
Relaxes by degrees
Somewhere a bell is chiming
Seems so very far away
I think that I forgot my name
Somewhere along the way
Hear the clock
Hanging high upon the wall
I’m floating softly
Somewhere above it all
I think I might remember
Lost moments when I cared
But if I try to touch them
I find that they’re not there
Surrendering all
Hostage to this voice
I should still care
But it seems I have no choice
Remembering eyes
A blistering gaze on me
I really can’t care at all
I am no longer free
© Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved
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To surrender and have no freedom is a terrible thought. Bit like marriage. Sorry that’s a dark thought on a day like today. Today is Christmas I shall put aside such thoughts and keep the good ones. You see what you poems conjure up for me. Have a good one Helen.
LOL, thanks Michael!! 🙂 🙂
I would agree that to love someone fully and marry them you surrender much but never who you are and never your freedom 🙂 great poem if a little haunting
‘Lost moments when I cared
But if I try to touch them
I find that they’re not there’
Thanks! 🙂 🙂
That’s Derren Brown!
It is indeed…I think he’s amazing! 🙂 🙂
I guess there are two sides to everything… the dark and the light … the yin and the yang … I suppose hypnosis is no different … it’s much like life but there are a few that have found the light
I’m sure there are, I was just writing from a sinister perspective for the dramatic effect. 🙂 🙂
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