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Bonitaj
Bonitaj
Mar 03, 2010 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

BAD FAITH

 We forfeit our longing, parsimonious to share -Stashing excess emotionsfor a faceless love for whom we’ll care.                            We trade feelings of emptinessVacant fears of the sublimeToo afraid to feel the pain lest we lose again                      this  time. Yet we continue lying
  each and every
 time
 When I hold you and you tell me
 "I'll be yours,
 You’ll be mine..." Forever forced into a  patternof being  limbo-lockedthe waiting space of  Holding. A grim gun at the ready, loaded                                 -half cocked... BjR  3 March '10  Bad faith also results when individuals begin to view their life as made up of distinct past events, like the "perfect moments" or "adventures" from  the past . By viewing one's ego as it once was rather than as it currently is, one ends up negating the current self and replacing it with a past self that no longer exists.   (cf  Le NAUSEA - Sartre)
— Bonitaj, Mar 03, 2010

About This Poem

About the Author

Region, Country: Tip of Southern Africa, ZAF

Favorite Poets: Too many to narrow down, but briefly :, AUDEN, T.S. ELIOT, DICKENSON, RILKE, THOREAU, RUMI ... the list is endless. Am inspired by many, especially those that live lives of "quiet desperation, and go to the grave with a song still in them" (THoreau)

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doorman

doorman

16 years 3 months ago

Dear Boni

This is poetry. If I may pick at it, I would remove the quotes and inverted commas from ''limbo locked'' and 'holding'. I'm a little uncertain on how to read them as; Forever forced into a pattern of being “ limbo locked” - a term? the waiting space of ‘holding’ - or not really holding? a grim gun.. My question is,- why force a tweaked interpretation on these words when limbo locked is just plain cool, and ''the waiting space of holding a grim gun..'' works wonders to the imagination,- the hollow emotion of dark anticipation, the inevitable kill, and so on. Now, I've a slight feeling I'm missing out on something here, so please enlighten me. By all means a great piece. Yours, Espen.
Bonitaj

Bonitaj

16 years 3 months ago

ESPEN TO THE RESCUE!

and I thank you for that! Yes, you're quite right - sometimes when one writes, there's a need to over-simplify, either through a glossary of definitions, or in this case - excessive punctuation! Appreciate your corrections. I have left the inverted commas to signify direct speech. THe rest I have taken out! Glad you liked it! Boni ps one another point that requires clarification - 'THE WAITING SPACE OF HOLDING' refers to a situation when a plane flies around waiting to land i.e. a 'Holding' position, with all it's intended images... Also, the grim gun could in fact be turned in on the hand holding it!
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magics02

16 years 3 months ago

Your log message how correct

How I came upon this read and the beautiful wreath on the door of you haven. I loved it and have to say it was Magnifico to say the least. DID you make that beautiful wreath of love heart hanging on your door?- Can you send me one LOL Love magics02 xoxoxoox Learn to live, learn to forgive. Life is too short.
Bonitaj

Bonitaj

16 years 3 months ago

THanks Mona

would you believe- painted on the top of the threshold are the words: 'EXPECT A MIRALE' Unfortunately, it is not my entrance door, but a good friend of mine! Hope the poem had some influence on you after being so distracted by the door ;) Regards Boni
Seren

Seren

16 years 3 months ago

Fighting an unbareable

Fighting an unbareable situation that caresses with its wiles and seduces you back where you dont want to be .... loved this one boni ;) love and hugs Jayne-Chloe x x x
Candlewitch

Candlewitch

16 years 3 months ago

Dear Boni

Forever forced into a pattern of being limbo-locked These are my favorite lines. This piece speaks volumes. Always, Cat
Bonitaj

Bonitaj

16 years 3 months ago

hello Cat and Jayne!

Thank you both for stopping by to comment on my poem. I shall return to review your works in the not too distant future! Boni
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lyz

16 years 3 months ago

Great poem

and pic. A terrific read. Love Lyz. XX
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lyz

16 years 2 months ago

Thank u

When I get through catching up I will hopefully be able to give better comments, missing so many. I will be back. Love Lyz. XX
ID

Ink Dragon

16 years 3 months ago

Dear Boni,

what I will take with me from this write are these lines: Too afraid to feel the pain lest we lose again this time. By far not the most elaborate in this piece, but to me the most touching. Yours, ~Nina
Bonitaj

Bonitaj

16 years 2 months ago

Ah Nina!

Is it not perhaps that it alighted, albeit swift and lightly, on a raw nerve? Thanks for stopping by ;) Boni
weirdelf

weirdelf

16 years 2 months ago

existentialism means eating your breakfast

straight from the frypan. Same with love. So the lines- Too afraid to feel the pain lest we lose again this time. don't fit for me. But another intriguing, intelligent write, glad I stumbled on it. Cheers, Jess, reprehensibly irrepressible
Bonitaj

Bonitaj

16 years 2 months ago

Jess!

Does that mean existentialists don't get to feel "the pain" of loss each and every time... or is that only when they get "burned" eating straight from the frying pan ;) CHeers and thanks for your support! Boni
MW

Miss Webb

16 years 2 months ago

Really love this poem.

Really love this poem. Lakker to find another South African!