Thursday, February 28, 2008

poetry

Freedom arrived
With heavy wings
Where I wanted to soar
Only flitted low
And did not bite the dust

Joy in self-acceptance
Left a trail of unpaid debts
Swarms plagued nights, turned slayers of mirth
Doused sunshine and blurred days

Love arrived
Accompanying clauses and conditions
Fine print and punitive damages
Where I wanted to live
Could only breathe
A little easy, just a little

Consumed by wants
Convince, cajole, coax
Choices make up identity; let me make mine
And live them
Listen to me! Trust me! Believe, please!

Revelation in self-deception
Glory, acclaim—pleased as punch
A naked solitary man, before mirror
Skin peeling off: ugly, ugly, ugly!

Now: Reconnoitring lands for satisfying truth
Saddled, though, with an unabridged version
Leaf pages, jot points, make notes

6 comments:

Candid Confessions said...

Freedom does come with heavy wings, you do pay a price for what you want. As for the rest, honestly, it is beyond me!

Psyche said...

speechless...

nutty said...

this is beautiful! loved it!

satyajit said...

candid confessions: so far so good :-)

psyche and nutty: thank you

Still Searching said...

awesome! i especially like the "love arrived... " part!

Jadu Kumar Saikia said...

Nice poem Satya :-)