I have locked myself in here,
Why don’t I go out there?
Don’t I hold my freedom dear?
So, I sneak out clandestinely,
To make my first move towards my family
But what I see is the absence of love, compassion, warmth and humility.
The streets are crowded with so many pseudo- intellectuals,
Who profess to follow so many ‘isms’
Till I found that they hold nothing dearer than materialism.
The rich want a catch,
The poor want to snatch,
In this game, ‘everybody is at scratch’
Women complain of being exploited,
Men retort as being targeted,
There’s a need for these jargons to be deconstructed.
I found out my way through somehow,
And came across a blood-soaked dove,
She said, “This is the worth of peace my love!”
Strangulated, I return back to my prison
Because I find no reason,
To live freely in a world full of treason.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Вера Павлова – Толстые икры правителей
- Blizzard by William Carlos Williams
- The Dree Woaks by William Barnes
- It is raining! by Preeth Nambiar
- Mother’s Love by Nin Andrews
- The White Cliffs
- Lets go by Vinko Kalinić
- Владимир Маяковский – Да здравствуют недели помощи по всей республике (Главполитпросвет №353)
- The Leädy’s Tower by William Barnes
- Ольга Ермолаева – Симферопольский скорый
- The Bonnie Earl Moray poem – Andrew Lang poems
- Heel & Toe To The End by William Carlos Williams
- Николай Некрасов – Не рыдай так безумно над ним
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Богач
- Валерий Брюсов – Искушение
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
