26 September, 2011

that, which holds me

These barricades
which were mounted,
for liberty, 
freedom,
exhilaration,
stifle and besiege now,
like an over-possessive
parent,
an obsessive
lover, reducing my 
self, to a
concentrated, amalgamated,
insipid residue, 
gathered at the 
bottom-most pit
of life.


Thank you Thursday Poets Rally for the Perfect Poet Award
 I would like to nominate Marit.

8 comments:

  1. Holy Shit! "a worm in horseradish, is their whole world”. Well, you conveyed that.
    I guess...well done.
    ZQ

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  2. Is that what it conveys? the poem?
    I would think it conveys the contrary. That it is not the whole world. ?

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  3. sad, bless you.

    powerful piece.

    Happy Rally.

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  4. Hmmm kinda dark.. But nicely done

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  5. Dark piece...sometimes that which we feel will free us only bonds us more

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  6. Hello.
    My first time here from Thursday Poets Rally.

    Nice poem & congratulations on the award.


    My entry: Your Song Of Love

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  7. Love you.I read it again now. Kirti, This poetry is really profound.Keep penning.

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