Gravity

Gravity

I hate you!

Always clinging, holding, bringing me down with your sheer presence

and when I ask why--why the hell do you have to stay so close

to me, all you can tell me is

that I’m not the only one.

All you can do is remind me just how

un-special you can make me by just being there.

 

I hate you...

helpless as I am to your sheer presence

and the fact that no matter how hard I try

there is no getting away from you.

You cling and hold and your voice always whispers

in my head.

Just when I break

and can see the blaze of light above the clouds--

and the whole world is a pattern, no longer an endless misery circle--

you come with your sheer presence and that

way of making my everything go

so upside up and completely at your

.

.

.

.

.

Mercy.

 I am not special

and

I cannot escape you.

 

No one can.

Reviews

[Prateeksha Khot]

Hey that is a beautiful poem. Really liked it . A totally different and innovative take on gravity while I have never seen before . I have observed that short poems are usually the ones which are able to strongly put forth that thought that they want to share.I especially liked the following lines :

I am not special
and
I cannot escape you.

No one can.

[Ghiasquared]

You made me smile with this whimsical take on such a well written subject. Fresh and inventive.

New here? You are a welcome addition as your talent I will guess has not been stretched yet.

[dearly beloved]

Wow... I like the anger in this. I really liked how it ended too. Good job!