Designs For Freedom

Designs of escape

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Designs For Freedom

Like an ironclad coffin,

his relationship weighted his

rambling feet.

 

His black inky fingers grew

tiresome of continuously drafting

tedious designs of parking garages,

attending long meetings

and shuffling papers.

 

His hands longed to touch the smooth olive

curves and silky charcoal hair of

his newest mistress and lose himself

in her warm doe brown eyes.

 

 

He was skeptical that he

could continue satisfying his

nagging wife with his plastic

affections and his shrewd

gifts of time for her.

 

With so little offered to her

how long would she

continue to cling to me

he pondered?

 

His ambrosial dreams were

to be completely free

of his wife at last,

to sever all ties that

bind them together forever.

 

No love remained in

his heart for her,

as if she never

existed at all.

 

If only death could

take her swiftly

away from him.

 

Happiness and success

would flood him

once she was gone.

 

She was the

sum of his

failures in life,

the impetus of his

unhappiness.

Reviews

[Priyankaabhilaashi]

Is this the reality of human nature..?? I think, YES..!!!

Perfect picture..Perfect words... Brilliant WORK..!!!!

CHEERS..!!!

[M.Babu]

I liked your perspicacity in your approach in describing the man's betrayal. A good poem

[Jibey]

A powerful expression of the mentality of a man who loses his way and forsakes his first love for the 'doe eyed' and 'olive skinned' delights of another... You show great perception and put it all together in a powerful and telling piece

[KAREN]

So sad! Excellent write though, you bought out the emotions, the flow was great as well!

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Wow! this was such a deep strong write with powerful emotions flowing through! Great write

[E.H. Monroe]

nothing like wishing some death on someone else while fantacising sex in board meetings.

whoo hoo

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love it

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we have to look to ourselves for own unhappiness..no one makes you unhappy..you just let them...how very sad