Mad Poetry - Poem Three

By Suchitra Manpuri

Mon, 02 Jul 2018
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I feared to face the day
But survived what was in there
Now it seems to be child's play
To be vulnerable and bare

Moments that raced my heart
Emotions that choked and strangled
Now they inspire my art
Though it is chaotic and entangled

I faced the day with all my might
I was dying thousand times
Yet I now have courage to sleep at night
With all nightmares that confines....

 

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Submitted by london_calling79 on

I really enjoyed reading this. Especially the dexterity with which your subject changes in the last two lines.

 

Submitted by Suchitra Manpuri on

That's a nice observation @london_calling79.... thank you so much!

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

I really like the idea that you survive what's In a day, like it's an arena you go into or a box you open or a door you go through

 

Submitted by Suchitra Manpuri on

@Di_Hard: Yes, sometimes you just have to forward and not get stuck.....no matter how hard the situtations seem to be :-)

Thanks for your feedback :-)