The deal

spilleronsheet

A sudden chill surrounds 

something is eerie around 

a young sprout is born 

peeking from  realms of ground 

 

 

it looks up with hope

with dreams blinding the eyes 

it carries duties and dreams inside 

those were the emotions boiling on that side 

 

it was naive to believe 

the more it fights 

the more it has chances to survive 

it thought it could make the world acknowledge it with time 

 

was this the end of the story ?

was it all about domineering of bigotries 

will it surrender to it 


there is chains of rules 

there is regulations strangling the soul 

there is duties and norms to hold 

yet it will live 

it will fight 

to reign according to its meritocracy 

 

the dreams it held 

will not vanish at their whims 

its the challenge 

the soul locked with its desire 

 

you made the deal 

now it’s time to seal 

  • Author: spilleronsheet (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 24th, 2022 10:56
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Comments3

  • FallenAngel1🕊

    I don't know what to say now that Teddy has said it all😊 Good one✌️🕊

    • spilleronsheet

      Thanks dear fallenangel
      Teddy did see through and left no stone untouched
      Every plant is special
      Every person unique
      May we become a forest soon

      • FallenAngel1🕊

        A forest of tropical beauty with all the fruits and flavours of us🍻

      • Paul Bell

        Every kid is born equal. I'm trying to remember what lying politician said that. Some sure will achieve brilliance, some will die young. Some rich kid will even become prime minister.

        • spilleronsheet

          Now I smell satire
          That’s true
          The world isn’t equal
          But I hope we can paint a world of equals
          Where each can become a tree
          To breathe happily and freely
          Even if one day it has to die, may it die with no regrets
          May we help those sprout which are weak
          To grow and nurture together

        • Rozina

          Your poem truly resonates with me. We all have dreams. Some have to work harder than others to achieve them. We'll get there if we don't give up.

          • spilleronsheet

            Yes we will reach
            Maybe a bit late
            Cause we don’t have favours like others
            All we have, is to rely on our own strength but we will surely reach one day …,



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