Uncertainty wrecks my soul
Breathing grows shaky
As our souls combine
The uncertainty is replaced
By love and passion
The likes of which
Have never been experienced before
For a brief moment
The worries disappear
And all that’s left
Is pure and unadulterated
“The Reminiscent Musings Of An Impassioned Soul” may be the best and worst title my brain has come up with thus far. I love that it sounds like something you would read in an actual book and not on the blog of a sulky Zillennial. But at the same time it just sounds so incredibly obnoxious, does it not? I mean who am I to create a title like that? Or is that just me… Let me know what your thoughts on the title are. For whatever reason, the comment section of my poetry posts have recently become a debate about the title since I am either unsatisfied with the title or on too much cough syrup to care. Either way, your thoughts on the matter are always amusing.
What is ‘The Reminiscent Musings Of An Impassioned Soul” about? Mostly the dumb stuff I watch on television. Anyway, this poem is fictitious and was inspired by many sleepless nights. I want to thank insomnia, my anxiety and a lack of enough vitamin D for this lovely poem.
What did you think of “The Reminiscent Musings Of An Impassioned Soul?” Let me know in the comments below if you liked it because like most poets I am incredibly vain. I’m totally kidding please don’t blacklist me poets of WordPress…
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