This cant be the year of the atheist
For I long a dope
Enchanting violet forms of chloroform
Violet shades of sadness and sky scrapping irritation
Can I dope?
At least once can I allow my soul to believe what I hate the most?
A holiday in pseudo tranquility
An aching head on the shoulder of the one
No matter how imaginary he is, can I?
Truth comes with its price
For there is no morning kiss
It slaps your face and dissolves your dreams
My arms are tired bearing this torch
I have its fuel, but no extra arms
It hurts my elbow, my tiny tender elbow
Allow me today to keep this aside, for just these 5 minutes
Physical limits of an unbound soul
Rational facets of unknown emotions
Unheard voices, which never existed,
Can I try to hear them?
Allow me to play like a duck,
And swim in this magma
and pretend getting chills
I need something to put my burden on
How can this small brain bear all this burden
No matter how true the truth is
I ask for my dope
I am a criminal now!
For I have hurt my own ego
But at least once can’t I hurt it?
I promise tomorrow I shall be an atheist again
I promise I won’t ask for rest
But let this brother of your rest
At least today
WOW~ This poem speaks out at a lot of things at once! I loved the lines which go "Truth comes with its price,For there is no morning kiss,It slaps your face and dissolves your dreams." POWER POETRY!! This is a strong expression of what humans are like- the ones that try to rebel and when the going gets hard... It's topic is quite sincere and you can feel it in the last stanza! Good work! Keep it up!
ReplyDeletewow! thank you nana chan! I thank the day when i started reading ur poetry! it motivated me to write! u rule!
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