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
Thursday, February 28, 2008
poetry
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6 comments:
Freedom does come with heavy wings, you do pay a price for what you want. As for the rest, honestly, it is beyond me!
speechless...
this is beautiful! loved it!
candid confessions: so far so good :-)
psyche and nutty: thank you
awesome! i especially like the "love arrived... " part!
Nice poem Satya :-)
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