I live in my mind,
an isolated space;
Created selectively,
marked clearly,
defended strongly.
I go about my living,
ignoring, dreaming,working.
My isolated space,
lone sane spot in a world gone mad.
But sometimes the walls,
all of them come crumbling down.
Say when I read about the
rape of five year old child.
The pretense is then not so easy,
and the walls just not high enough.
They are there; at my doorstep,
and insanity just below the surface.
But I live on;
Ignore, forget, erase.
And I retreat into that
Isolated world of mine.
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and then I'm shaken...
I close my eyes tight
I clench my fist
I hope to banish
the wretched scenes
etched in my my mind
but the image
clings to my soul
like green algae
on placid waters
I trudge on wearily
because the stench
outside my world
still reaches me...
I cannot look back
because I dread
seeing my shadow
mock my step...
I continue to pretend...
silo, dont ask me what I've written but these are the words that flew from my fingers onto the keyboard...
vb, hi thanks for the visit; But I am not sure if I really understood your comment.
Ardra, that was beautiful. You perfectly understood what I was trying to say; lovely Ardra. (Really can not say more, I am speechless)
silo,
read this just today...
where are you?
this was a nice poem. much like some of your other poems that I liked...
won't try to deconstruct this..
the wall metaphor reminded me of, well, The Wall, Pink Floyd.
just one question: do we really need to mark our space, inside our mind too? just curious...
keep writing,
asuph
hy Asuph; thanks for the visit. I am around :-) Have been reading everything on DSS but just a lil bz these days; so have not been able to comment.
Glad, u liked the poem. hmmm about the question; sometimes I feel that there are so many maddening (for the want of a better word) things I hear about, read about and watch on tv etc. ; so many things that I do not want to dwell on at all and I somehow at some level distinguish the kind of things I will think about and the kind of things I will ignore and hence the "markings". Hope u can make smthg out of this.
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