why did I strangle myself?

the sun looked like 

a dying,pale star.

Harrassed by the dusty clouds.

NO 

life 

shall 

come 

through 

today.

we are the guardians of despair.

I choked along the strangled star,

panting an air of loss.

what a great excuse to strangle mytself today!

my mother and father fought tonight.

we had a supper of clapping spoons

and dancing silence.

I choked along the panting hearts

and drew the posture of frustation

what a great excuse to strangle myself tonight!

I fought with my lover yesterday. 

my pillow welcomed my sqeezing heart

and hugged my sorrows in the foldings of her lands.

as I laid in darkness

conversing insanity, 

the breeze had ran away.

it was a great excuse and I strangled myself yesterday.

But I heard a bird sing today

orchestrating with other fellow muscicians. 

the sun stood just as sturdy,

the sky weeped dust

just as she weeps rain.

 she do not descriminate.

 my daddy laughed just as the same

and my mother despite her pffs talked as much. 

I reconciled with my lover

and my love for him never changed.

so why do I strangle myself?

why did I strangle myself?

Author's Note

this poem had been inspired within me as results of contemplating , my myriad reactions to everything and the the awareness that reacting to everything is so weary and tiring and useless, its really life draining.
I wish for the readers relate with this and I do wish It will remind them of that fact.

Reviews

[Zoe Richardson]

I strangle myself all the time, on words I dare not say and kindnesses I do not express. I choke on anger, until it almost suffocates me. What an incredible expression of the feelings of frustration and helplessness. I do hope the strangling is metaphorical and not self-harm. You are not going through your experiences alone!

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

This was a great piece. There were so many sights and sounds to experience that it felt
like I had truly witnessed an entire day. Your storytelling skills are impressive. I enjoyed the
way it wraps up in the end the most though. Thought provoking work. :)

[Coyote Poetry]

I liked the thoughts and journey in your words.'
"I reconciled with my lover
and my love for him never changed.
so why do I strangle myself?
why did I strangle myself?"
I liked the above lines. We can learn too late. Love was near and we were blind. Thank you dear friend for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[raj24]

WONDERFUL WORK...LOVED IT N YES REACTING TOO EARLY HAS ITS CONSEQUENCES AND TIME DO GIVES US TIME TO RECOLLECT OUR THOUGHTS AND GET BACK TO NORMAL LIFE..

[An owl on the moon]

One can feel life pulling on you, pressing in on you, and yet it seems your own hands grip tight to your throat. Everything is confessed so powerfully, Latifa. I understand too well a world that seems to swallow us whole.

[Latifa]

Thank you Craig for your review :)

[Leslie Philibert]

Like this, especially the great second verse, ironical, hurt, an absurd picture of family hurt, this
is an excellent write !

[Latifa]

Thank you Leslie for your review

[Avinash]

It shows life cycle in a day. Emotions are wave and we have to just let them pass. The readers were with you and that is a great sign of a storyteller.

[Latifa]

Thank you avinash

[Ruth]

I guess when this is the case, as many will relate, the only answer is to live in the now which takes practice albeit...poignant write :)

[wordman]

it will pass sooner or later,you will be out on your own and life will be better