The so called sheep

spilleronsheet

A moment of indecisiveness 

a moment of pause 

a long haul

 

 

 

Negligence and so aloof 

never to speak 

Deep inside were words of displease 

obedience of years 

tagged as sheep

 

 

 

middle of somewhere 

in sudden breeze 

the rebel broke out 

frustrated lion roared across streets

docile was it ?

 

 

a mere act of sheep 

no longer the hauling cries 

but howl of victory 

amidst the quest 

in the jungle of conquests

to conquer the heart and rest….

 

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Comments8

  • Vamsi Sudha

    Dear Spiller, So many interpretations strike at once. But

    Let not the SHEEP not Sleep,
    The journey is surely Steep
    Not the time to Weep
    Face the Lion with a LEAP !!

    Good one !! But Poignant one ofcourse !!

    • spilleronsheet

      A poetic reply
      To the curiosities stored
      A beautiful advice
      For the anxieties it holds
      A cheerful smile
      To awaken the spirits
      And a nudge of support
      Telling, Oh dear friend
      Get up and run again
      Thanks dear Vamsi for always giving wonderful replies

    • Violet bluebell( used to be yellow rose)

      Sometimes we have to follow the heart .. not just follow everyone ejse whilst making ourselves unhappy

      Great writing again , spiller ))

      • spilleronsheet

        Strikingly true dear Rose
        Follow the tunes heart sets
        On which mind rests
        Let the society be whatever it wants
        One can’t be whatever they want
        Thanks for always resonating with my thoughts

      • Goldfinch60

        Clever words spilleronsheet, so much meaning for which to contemplate.

        Andy

        • spilleronsheet

          Thank you so much dear Andy
          Trying to borrow your lens of life

        • L. B. Mek

          'Negligence and so aloof
          never to speak
          Deep inside were words of displease
          obedience of years
          tagged as sheep

          middle of somewhere
          in sudden breeze
          the rebel broke out
          frustrated lion
          roared across streets
          docile was it ?'
          loved these stanzas
          wonderfully worded, showcasing
          that less is more
          succinctly inked, wonder of poetry..
          thanks for sharing, dear Poet

          • spilleronsheet

            Thank you so much dear Mek
            Springs around the corner
            Like the flowers in bloom
            I hope my poetry can cultivate and spread more fragrance across the room….

          • Poetic Dan

            Yes! What and ending and once truly connected to that inner raw, the heart no longer feels the need for more.

            Whatever will be will be..

            Fantastic stuff, write on!

            • spilleronsheet

              Thanks a lot dear poetic Dan
              It feels good to be able to connect….

            • Neville


              there is more to this page than first meets the eye .. once the brain is engaged and an imagination is added, it is possible to interpret this fine work in many ways that go far beyond the obvious ......... super spiller ................ Neville

              • spilleronsheet

                Thank you so much dear Neville
                It feels good to be appreciated
                A smile originates like a big curve from ear to ear
                Looks like, I could finally paint a beautiful scene….

              • Rozina

                Great lines. Yes always easier to follow the crowd. It needs guts to stand up and speak out one’s own beliefs.

                • spilleronsheet

                  So true dear Rozina
                  Glad you liked it

                • Rocky Lagou

                  I find this poem beautifully parallel to my ethical standpoints. I strive to promote the notion that "you have to live for YOURSELF" in my poetry and my works. Although it may seem egocentric, at the end of the day, it is "survival of the fittest." If you decide to follow leaders and join the bandwagon, you will never stand out or make YOUR voice heard. So I love the way you expressed that message through this poem! Bravo! 💖💖

                  • spilleronsheet

                    Yes indeed, it’s best to realise that anyone else comes behind. Behind to existence of thyself….cause you can heed to others only when you live for yourself…self love is priority…I am glad that you liked my poetry



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