denial

denial

When I vow I will stop thinking of her
it’s because I can’t stop
When I say she is forgotten
the truth is, she is not
Look at me denying I am in denial
and I don’t know where to start
Perhaps I can deceive my friends
but I will never fool my heart
My brain continues to remember
what my heart refuses to forget
so I’ll continue to pretend
I’m not haunted
by the girl I haven’t met

334 thoughts on “denial

  1. Oh this was so romantic. So I will continue to pretend I am not haunted by the girl I haven’t met. I love these lines. I wish I knew how to write like this. Your words touch the heart directly. Awesome Andrew. ♥️♥️♥️

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  2. Wonderful way of denial.your puppet’s blessings are with you.how do you pretend?pleas ,meet her soon from whom you have never met.time does not wait for a little bit of second. My innocent dear dew!! Are you understanding?no denial for that amazing girl.here is not any importance of your vowing .you can start it by messages or poems.i have noticed that she has crushes for you in her heart.bless you dear!!

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      1. Right thought.perhaps Hardy had said in his novel”,life gives us to deny”(far from the madding crowd).
        Someone not but many has crushes for you.😊plz if you not mind-i can tell you about you have crush for special one.if you say yes then i will write a poem related for this.but you have known about this yourself.yes or not.plz reply.

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  3. I’m not sure if this is the picture you intended, but I get the sense it’s like an inner tug-of-war match between the heart and mind, your wishes and reality. Part of you tells yourself this doesn’t make sense to feel this way about someone you have not met (whether real or not), the other part of you says it makes total sense and you should just let the feelings consume you. It’s scary, but at the same time you can’t seem to control your heart and your thoughts. Almost like this person has hijacked your entire being. I can totally identify with that feeling, if this is what you described in your poem and I will say you penned that battle perfectly. Another beautiful poem, my friend.

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    1. Humbled by your words. Months ago I wrote two poems about the girl I haven’t met.
      I guess when I pen these things, I am thinking of the love I have yet to meet.
      Perhaps, as you say there is an inner tug of war, subconsciously.

      Thank you for your gorgeous words. They are always so appreciated.

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      1. I remember those poems and I wondered if this one was like a continuation to those pieces. I can understand that feeling of letting our imagination wander. We have an idea of the kind of person we would like to meet, that soulmate, but just have the hardest time finding them. Sometimes questioning if they even exist… that could cause that tug of war to kick in (whether to give up or keep hope).

        You’re very welcome, Andrew. It’s always a pleasure reading your beautiful words.

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          1. Well you’re doing an awesome job at letting your thoughts roam free. It’s also kind of freeing. You start seeing things inside your mind you didn’t even know existed. Like digging for gold or something. lol

            As for being sweet… I try.

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                    1. LOL.. you have me over here laughing. Thanks. Now I have a bad case of the giggles over some sugar and toothbrushes. I swear you snuck some laughing gas in your comments.

                      I’m humbled and I wouldn’t try to get rid of you, Andrew. You’re too cool for that. Lol

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  4. A wistful poem beautifully written. As I know you write from your heart, I wonder if you’re looking in the wrong place, for a woman who looks a certain way when maybe what your heart really wants is a woman who acts a certain way and has a golden heart and a sharp mind. Sometimes we think we pine for one thing when the thing or the person who will best fulfill us has been there all along – but we weren’t paying attention.

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    1. Your comments are so interesting to me. I am devoting so much time and effort to may latest manuscript I am ignoring everything around me.
      I ride the bus and trains with sample chapters to edit. Do the saem while sitting at Starbucks. I am in bliss, feeling so much purpose and
      inspiration, but as you say, I may have passed her by.

      Honestly, Sharon, I am not even worried about it. This book is my destiny. At least I hope so.
      Thank you always for your beautiful words.

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        1. Smiling. Oh, I am in no rush. So, concentrated on my novel and other things that I am not even looking, but that is when she is most likely to appear. Life is funny in that way.

          Thank you so much Lorraine. Big hugs for you.

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          1. Definitely dear.i am waiting for that.according your poem”i can deceive my friends but can not make fool my heart”,heart touching words.here is only one difference between we both that i can never deceive my friends nor make fool my heart.but in your poem-this line is impressive for your poem.last line remids me that you have already written a beautiful poem on “the girl i haven’t met.amaging,dear!!
            Now send me your comment on lonely pockets.i like your all poems.it is natural my liking of your comments.they all are vulnerable for me,dew!!

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                    1. Hey dew!! Thanks God.i am succeeded to receive your all comment.i have become free your all comments which were in binned.here was no problem of blacklist or spam.now i have receive your all comments.now you can comment.

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                    2. Plz,dear dew!!now comment on my yesterday’s poem”Round shape of blue sky has own limits…..”plz reply soon for my consolation of my soul and confirmation about your comments.hope-you will do sure.

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      1. Denial of oneself is denial of ones soul and in evidence as such God …. Look not for what you seek and it will be found … does not the wind blow away the storm clouds and darkness show the light …. be humble not proud and like you dear Andrew your words will be evermore in the ❤️ of love ….

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  5. I read once that if you cannot get someone out of your thoughts, that they are supposed to be there. This reminds me of that. It’s beautifully wistful with a far awayness to it. And the words themselves flow easily as you read them. So nice.

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    1. Smiling. It does take time. And one never knows. Around the next corner, or while walking in the park. Somewhere she will appear.

      Thank you for your heartwarming words of encouragement. I hope she has a heart as big as yours.
      Grateful. Thank you.

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  6. Good morning, Drew.

    What a gorgeous poem. It flows from your soul like a spring from a summer forest. It meanders softly. It creates a bridge between reality and imagination. At the intersection of the two the struggle begins. Oh, the unknown! How many times all of us have paid tribute to it? You captured this tribute so beautifully.
    Splendid!

    May you have a day filled with love!

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  7. Love this Drew, falling for a thought and can’t get it out of the mind. It’s like seeing the girl on the subway, and you try to time it to where you’ll see her again the next time but it doesn’t happen. It’s like looking for something you haven’t lost because you never owned it to lose. Beautifully written Drew. Masterful 🌹🌹

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    1. Laughing, Honestly, I am so engrossed in my manuscript she is the furthest thing from my mind, Wink Wink, I have compartmentalized my days. Blocks of time for blog reading. Other blocks for ressponging to comments. And some days I don’t even look at the blog. All with the purpose of getting this novel ready.

      She will come along. Wink Wink.
      Thank you for your lovely words and advice.
      Mucho appreciated

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  8. Are you narrating my life? While in my case I’m trying to forget a guy and for a good reason. And I was just reminded today about him. He’s a brief chapter of my life, I closed the pages on. This poem just brings it home. 😆 beautifully written.

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  9. My dearest Lonely Author, not sure there is anything unique left to be said about this beautiful outpouring of an aching heart, but I’ll try even if my time is a bit brief. Felt a flow of longing, need and inner battles beautifully expressed from your heart, with much pain being pushed away by that great friend, Denial. But I still felt somewhere in between your rhythm and subtle rhymes a love that seems too stubborn to go.
    Starting to suspect you have spy cams in my mind….
    Loved this. Could have kept writing about it
    A little hug and a little kiss on your poetic cheek
    Fiery
    ❤️

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  10. “For the majority of people, what they love exists only in the imagination. The object of their love is not the man or woman of reality, but what he or she is like in their imagination. The person in reality is just a template used for the creation of this dream lover. Eventually, they find out the differences between their dream lover and the template. If they can get used to those differences, then they can be together. If not, they split up. It’s as simple as that. You differ from the majority in one respect: You didn’t need a template.”
    ― Liu Cixin, The Dark Forest

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    1. I agree with you regarding the “perfect person in one’s imagination.” Most of us are guilty of doing just that.

      I am stunned by your compliment at the end of your comment. Humbled by your words. Grateful for each and every one of them.
      Thank you

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