Tolerate



You're doing in my head
I cannot fathom your motives
Nor rationalise your actions
As I try hard to forgive
As I try harder not to judge

I put myself in your shoes
Still I cannot bring myself
To that point of understanding
As I try to know your pain
As I try to feel your past

Pity replaces my frustration
Though it leaves me heavy
Weighted by the damage done
As I watch you laugh and sneer
As I watch you love your hate

I observe
Not discriminate

But I still don't get
How you operate








Poetry by Purple Phoenix
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Written on 2011-03-07 at 14:34

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It strikes me that even as you experience these feelings, you as writer/artist stand back and OBSERVE yourself. That sense of being outside of yourself, looking at events from a third person perspective, often come out in creative ways; or, just as frequently, nightmares and... daymares—sometimes dispassionately, sometimes intensely disruptively.
2011-03-09


John Ashleigh
The secrecy and motive of mankind sometimes can never be fathomed. A well-written, well thought out peice of literature. Thankyou for sharing.

Your friend,
John.
2011-03-07


Eli The PoetBay support member heart!
And maybe you never will.

Nicely penned. x
2011-03-07