That brute force
Those moments shortly before breaking free
Those ramshackles strained..
That last metal giving away…
The gory and heavy memories
They captured me for long
Your every touch had turned lead
Boring through my being
Every poem froze in my eyes
And choked me from within
I knew you were right
You made me feel wrong
You left swiftly
I dragged along…
Love was always the only way
Commitment was your stay
I was free
And you were bound
Solace in each other
I now wonder
How we found..
I have survived
Your venomous seperation
And I am not at all regretting…
The realization that my deeds are blasphemous,
by itself was emancipating….
I
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