You’ll Never Have What You Won’t Allow Yourself Poem by Dan Brown
You’ll Never Have What You Won’t Allow Yourself
Its there.
So close you can almost
touch it.
You can smell it and almost
taste it.
But your hands are bound
behind your back, at your own request.
Your fear is disguised as confidence,
like a wolf in sheep’s clothing it is dressed.
It is there before you,
staring you down, and
salivating in anticipation.
Your chance.
Why does it become so hard to
reach out and grab it with both hands,
when it is the thing you want most in your life?
It is not because your hands are manacled,
for the manacles are wrought from the strongest
fresh air your imagination can find.
It is not because you’re weak, for you are not.
You could break those that bind your hands effortlessly,
regardless of their strength, for they are made
by the very hands they bind.
It is because you are scared.
Scared of rejection, and failure.
You’ve thought about it too much,
and now you’re stopping yourself.
In order to protect yourself.
But you need to push yourself
to cross those sharply defined boundaries
by yourself. For otherwise
you’ll never have what you won’t allow yourself.
A reflective write that held me to the very last, satisfying line. Excellent. Kind regards, Justine.
If any body hit it right on the nail..you did in this extraordinary piece. I really enjoyed reading it and concurring.
Oh Dan! This is yet again a poem I could relate to in my life, the words are so beautiful and the feelings it stirs up are magic. So to keep harking on about it but you really do have a way with words that I envy you for! ! keep at it!
Im sure your getting tired of my compliments... but ur a great poet and this one really got to me... I'll tell you why later. But i love this poem and the ever existant truth-wrapped-in-beauty essence that comes with all of your poems great job love it and u lmeao ttyl Missy
P.S. You grabbed my attention from the title to the last line....excellent.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/1/2024 2:54:38 PM # 1.0.0.1119
manacles are wrought from the strongest fresh air your imagination can find ..... excellent i enjoyed this one very much, you bring it full circle at the end & i was enraptured up until the last line. best care, SuS.