Breaking Free of Sealed HandsA Poem by RainsloverTo be bonded yet free
My hands shiver,
As they remember those unseen tears, In those known yet unknown crowds; My vision seems to be blur, In confusion of how one can be so perfect, That everyone blames the imperfect me, Pointing out my grave mistake, Not noticing the buried guilt, The cries that are unheard, To reduce their burden and go live alone, Where I'm not lone, The unbearable pain of incapability that has me killed, Craving to only love but be free of their grips, That bury my heart, That they think is made of stone, And get rid of my sealed hands, And live life, Still bonded with them, Yet laughing and smiling with no blame, Neither on the refugees of my heart nor me...
© 2015 RainsloverAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorRainsloverBellary, Karnataka, IndiaAboutSeeking solace in writing That embraces me in every difficulty And keeps me smiling Today and Everyday! more..Writing
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