A Life Created By Me.. Poem by TADASHA TRIPATHY
A Life Created By Me..
Wants to touch the sky
But becomes soil with soil,
Have the energy of cyclone
But seems as if a slow breeze,
Calm like still river but
Often wakes up as waves in sea,
Carry the capacity of revolution
But says to adjust,
A new ray of light
Sharp like noon sun, still remains
Sweet and cool like moon
Can form a dark wood but
Behaves as a small herb,
It’s a new life
Newly created by me
For a new season and
With a new vision.
MIDDLEMAN Those who have oppressed, we've felt it Now their reign, we've ended splendid. Petunias and revolvers have a tendency to blend Flowers over-last; rusted metals meet their end. I've wondered into wolf packs and left with plenty pets And treat them like I do not need them going to the vets They speak to me as if I have never seen their weapons I chuckle like a geisha revolutionized per seconds I've drank the reddest rum with both saints and ugly devils respectfully I've left them without bowing to their levels They hate me and they fear me for the thoughts I have related For they can never fathom such a force that GOD created. P.X
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5/10/2024 5:04:44 PM # 1.0.0.1119
the unexpected events happen in our life in the beginning of the poem, then there is the peace what we all look for..an interesting piece of work, Ms.Tripathy..Keep writing..10