What happens during a sudden onset of manic-depressive mania can be very embarrassing...

A Mania Framed in Rhyme

Like an artist with canvas, paint, and brush,
how then to illustrate (for you) in words
and in rhyme the throes of a bipolar rush?
For bookish and reserved, but manic, nerds
(like me), when I'm touched I'm inclined to gush
all over myself (for the pretty girls,
who'd blush like brides on their first wedding night;
as I flirtatiously finessed the twirls
of their sex-starved libidos with delight).
Yet the morn welcomed me with news of disgrace,
for I had acted the Lothario
with a Gorgon of a maiden:—whose race
is that of the Medusa's, the Gorgo!
To think, that I was so glad to escape:
viewing (her) with sound mind, I was agape!

Sonnet by Ngoc Nguyen The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2021-02-03 at 11:51

Tags Bipolar  Lothario  Shakespeare 

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