The emotions of a poet who calls himself 
"Uootem"

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@Uootem

yearning emerges in mist
                      of faded recollections of lost love
                                              profoundly making nothing
            but nonsense of my shattered dreams
it is my destiny... this reality
                  that beyond all other considerations
                                            on this dark winter night
              my thoughts once again levitate
beyond the screen of time
        that I use as a mask
                        to hide what I can not reveal
                                      a distant vibrant secret cracked
                the brittle residue of a broken heart
                                  nursed with abandon by written verse
              to some tender justification...
striving for illusion
            for these emotions are
                          unwarranted, inappropriate
                                    incomplete, unthinking
                    transformed into a series
                              of futile poetic impulses...
            my offerings to you
the meaning between words flourishes
                            less complex than ... flesh
          taking such a hopeful plunge
                                    into your apathy...
for you have forgotten
              still I aspire to nonsense
                            my scattered reality congeals into
        a salvaged. craving episode of phrases ...
                                                    this dark winter night
                        within all considerations
a dream awaiting realization...
                      or nonsense of a love crazed poet.