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
- I Am Just Saying! by Luis Estable
- A Farewel To America to Mrs. S. W. by Phillis Wheatley
- Pagett, M.P. by Rudyard Kipling
- We Miss You So Much by Ronald G. Auguste
- Fear by Vinko Kalinić
- Владимир Маяковский – Наврут полный короб… (Главполитпросвет №68)
- Where Lies The Land To Which Yon Ship Must Go? by William Wordsworth
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Когда вдали от суеты всемирной
- Medallion by Sylvia Plath
- Full of Life, Now. by Walt Whitman
- Two Kopjes by Rudyard Kipling
- The Defunct Drugstore by Robert Lloyd Jaffe
- Attack by Siegfried Sassoon
- “I Sometimes Think” by Thomas Hardy
- One Day In Spring…. by Rabindranath Tagore
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).
