Walls were built
For the security they told
but the land was chained
no vast landscape to withhold
dams were built
to make the bulb light
storing the water inside
but one who could move
move freely as they want
how long can you stop
stop her from wishfully flowing
doors were built
for security they said
for people or things inside
separating from the world outside
but how long can you close the poet inside
rooms built
with four walls
and a roof
they said it’s a luxury to have it so
well, the convicted was locked
how long can you stop her from looking around
alas
a window that stands high
could be the place
where gazing eyes
Met flying birds in the sky
locks were made
to make it secure
secure from the deprived
to those with lots inside
to contain the greeds in the eyes
alas
locks can’t stop the greedy eyes
it could only lock the victim inside
no matter what you built
its intentions that matter
the desire that counts
and the soul whose perspective meets the eyes
so no doors
No dams
no walls
and limited locks
windows to open the world
locks to keep the sadness in check
and bridges to connect
the old engineering to amend….
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Author:
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Offline) - Published: February 7th, 2022 13:44
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Comments3
Beautiful! I loved this piece. No "boundaries" stand for the ones who truly desire to fulfill their purpose. 🙌👍Great job!
Thank you so much dear Reader
You read through my mind
Thanks a lot for kind words
Much appreciated
Well spiller, this poet lives behind locked doors and drinks water from a dammed stream in his fenced garden lit by an outside electric bulb.... none of which seems to interfere with my poetry.
I still see the beauty of the planet, am enchanted by the song of a blackbird and can blaize a trail to the wilderness, mountains or coast for spiritual nourishment.
Am I a victim?
No, your not a victim
In my eyes your a magician
You can transcend through the world
Maybe you a have teleport system on your sleeve
Who sees the world and pens them in exclusive lines
That’s why I said it’s a person’s perception
On what those things may mean
The way you described
It showed freedom to me
John Lennon's Imagine comes to mind. No heaven,no hell,no countries,no religion,...well,I'm sure you know the words. I read Teddys comment,..but had to wipe my eyes to read your replies,lol...I'm always on.😂 But seriously,I did😭🤗🤗🤗🌹🌹🌹
So well said those lines of John Lennon….Miss Teddy is a great poetess and her reply made me cry as well..the feeling of being cared was felt…looks like I am not that unlucky I thought I would be ….beautiful friends adorn my life…with pens of swords showing me light
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