Day-11 OctPoWriMo-2019
Prompt: Silence
Form: Loop Poem
speaks in the hours of rage,
rage at the wordy fire
fire ignited in a domestic cage.
Can I be free?
Free from the chaos,
chaos in a bondage
bondage without a choice.
Yes, there is freedom,
freedom, in the mind,
mind full of dreams,
dreams, which are only mine.
When I embrace nature,
nature in its abundant beauty,
beauty silently echoes,
echoes in my soul in peaceful glory.
Participating in: OctPoWriMo-2019
So well said, Sunita! Nature sets us free.
ReplyDeleteIt indeed does. What will be life without the bounty of nature soothing the soul. Thank you Punam for the read :)
DeleteMust try this form. You are right...freedom is in the mind.
ReplyDeleteYes, how much we struggle with reality, our freedom lies in our thoughts. Thank you for passing by. :)
DeleteFire in a domestic cage is often made of silences.
ReplyDeleteToo many silences which erodes the soul.Thank you Jane for the read. Humbled :)
DeleteOhhhhh: fire ignited in a domestic cage
ReplyDeleteYes!
That is where it burns the most. Thank you, Angela :)
DeleteWow! Freedom in the mind is sometimes the only freedom we have!
ReplyDeleteYes, the mind is free to dream, to feel and to explore. Thank you, Carol :)
DeleteBeautiful take on the prompt and the poetic form. That first stanza is so sad, but we find redemption by the end of the poem. Thank you for affirming freedom.
ReplyDeleteThank you very much for the appreciation, Beth. I am just flowing with the tide :)
DeleteSuch hope in the last stanza. Loved it!
ReplyDeleteThank you very much :)
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