My Unsolved Mystery

In this wide world, there are far more than a few
And yet only with you, my fascination grew
To make sense of this absurdity, I write this poetry
Because you, my dear, are my unsolved mystery.

You are the reason my mind and heart are at war
So close you are, and yet you seem so far
Narcissistic, arrogant and sadistic you may be
Still, you are the only one for me.

I wonder who you are deep inside
Why you choose to project all these lies
This fascination with you, I did not decide
Because just seeing you, my heart sighs.

Only you can provide me with intellectual stimulation
Which you do although you have no obligation
Keeping me on the edge seems your intention
I swear it amuses you, my frustration.

Sometimes I think you wish me well
Other times, it seems, you want my life to be hell
But neither you nor I can deny our chemistry
Even if you, my dear, are my unsolved mystery.

About you, I wish to know everything
It never lets me rest, this clawing curiosity
With you, I know I’ll never get back my serenity
Because you, my dear, are my unsolved mystery.

I wonder what goes on in your mind
If I could read it, I would rewind
Back, far back, to know all your history
Because you, my dear, are my greatest mystery.


Moonlight

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5 Comments

Ms. Brady · February 22, 2018 at 9:44 pm

This sounds like someone who could almost write a horror novel, solely about the vague, and torturous unsolved mystery.

    Moonlight · February 22, 2018 at 9:59 pm

    Nope. It’s a love poem.
    Last stanza:
    “I wonder what goes on in your mind
    If I could read it, I would rewind
    Back, far back, to know all your history
    Because you, my dear, are my greatest mystery.”

Leah · February 23, 2018 at 2:03 am

I can soooo relate to this! Most my writing is along this same thought process! Thanks for sharing!

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