from my little window
it pilfered all the sunlight
power and authority it tried to show
driving me to bend to its might
the prison with one window I'd once loved to call home
but now like a penniless vagabond i wish to roam.
so i ran out bare feet with all the vigour
my last attempt to break free
trying to wipe out memories of disdain and its trigger
my last attempt to be me
so i ran till i was short of breath
dirt and grime clung to my sweaty face
looking up at the grey sky,I looked for the angel of death
if he'll behold me in his sweet embrace
but all i saw was a flash of light
and quickly following the flash it descended
the sky now an orange tint of the night
just for me it came, or so it pretended
blinding sheets of silvered rain!
and i absorbed every drop of it
as i stood still drenched in my pain.
i watched it as it hung to the tip of my nose
it spiralled down my hair and clung to my body so close
with arms wide open i looked heavenward
grateful for the watery blizzard
it did flow through my body like balm and morphine
that i needed in all these years,counting to a nineteen
i was drained n spent and spent and drained
for I'd been standing all along as it rained
and then i fell to my knees
i sobbed i wept and i cried
to whom i don't know, but i prayed begging please
till all my tears were spent and my eyes felt dry
finally i stood up and walked towards my now windowless prison
were id spent and will be spending the other summer and winter seasons
reminiscing about those heaven sent sheets of silver rain
that had blend with my sweat and tears and left me drained
maybe it already reached the city sewer through the gutters
but every night a thank you to it my lips will stutter!
Sunday, April 6, 2008
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