Let me Breathe...

its a poem about the state of mental distress when it longs for freedom

A mutiny within, through the randomness

of sensible thoughts; a sense of madness

of discourses of known past and present.

I fight for dancing speck of altitude of future

when multitude speaks in monotony of tire and disgust.

A void or a darkness, a silence or a despair

A motivation or a delusion,

I staggered on and on for an expectation of tomorrow.

An urge of protest, but a sense of character,

yet a display of regret for my own self.

Freedom is what I want

in solitude but through a space to breathe

through choices of present or future 

or maybe of life. 

Author's Note

njoy !!!

Reviews

[Brook]

Very beautiful! Great job :)

[Sandipan Majhi]

thanks dear... :) ~ Sandy

[Stefanie Holmes]

A very profound piece. I enjoyed the read!

~Stefanie

[Sandipan Majhi]

thank you very much.. :)

[Saddam]

An urge of protest, but a sense of character,
yet a display of regret for my own self.
Freedom is what I want
in solitude but through a space to breathe
through choices of present or future
or maybe of life.

These lines are my favourite. It is showing inner voice. Love to read.

[Sandipan Majhi]

thank u very very much... it means a lot to me..

[Saddam]

You are welcome.