Shahla Latifi

Demands Of Sanity

I cry when I am broken
Unwanted and overwhelmed
But there is no shame in crying

I cry
Like an unhappy bird with an injured wing under a tree

I cry like the roaring thunder in the midst of a spring day

I cry like a child
When a disaster takes his mother away

I cry, and I cry
I cry softly
At times, I cry soundly with no demands of sanity

I cry in a moment of depression with an aura of gloominess
To release me
From the cold clutches of insanity

And to cultivate my unconfident mind
With a new smile
And the exhilarating energy
That revolves around me

Shahla Latifi
06-19-2016