Treasure Island

subhadip bhattacharya


Revolt


A poem was in my head,
and it won't come out
so I came out 5 o' clock
in the morning.

This spring weather
was in the air,
and like a sweater it surrounded my body
and I wanted to break free.

Something that cannot be done
but for doing which
all other jobs were left
undone.

The job yet was not over
but doing it in everyday life
was rigorous and it re-payed
with time consumed dividends.

Submitted: Thursday, March 13, 2014
Edited: Thursday, March 13, 2014

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