Thursday, 12 July 2007
Manacled-------Terza Rima----Poetry Thursday
I refuse to extol that rationale to sell
foremost thoughts, erstwhile desire
half-truth world knows yet too well.
attenuate slight air, and faltering fire;
crawl back, cut short that demolition
of character which survives quagmire
of satire, that has caused destruction
of spirit, cultural values of inherent
magnitude in the surrounding action.
barrage of acidic comments are cast
almost uprooting my afore said decree
however, I pause, upholding steadfast
to my beliefs, I forge ahead, mind free
of confusion, breaking those shackles
clearing cobwebs, not giving to spree.
nothing should keep spirit in manacles
nurture it such it reaches the pinnacle.
At times one has to write for oneself. I think this is one of those moments. It might not make much sense. Nevertheless, inner conversations are necessary.
PS: I need to get back to free verse...:D