And Why Am I Still Alive Poem by Nalini Jyotsana Chaturvedi

And Why Am I Still Alive



Over writings on the wall
Neon colours graffiti et al.
In the alleys on my heart
Permanent markers
Can't wipe this art

So many summers
Monsoon rains
Balmy winters
Springs floral curtain
I have seen it all
Mountains rivers and plains

So what is more
To enrich my core
To help me grow
And open new doors

I am done with
All this strain
Of living a life
Like a puppet in chains

One day I will unshackled restrains
Tell all stories, no pains to go in vain

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Valsa George 23 July 2014

When a sense of futility overpowers life, we lose all thrill of watching the change of seasons and close our door with no new door opening before us! The soul then craves for liberation! ! A very poignant write!

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