FRONTIER ILLUSION

wrote for a contest

 

FRONTIER ILLUSION

 

Painful are frontiers

As they need to be modified

Restructured constantly

I feel insecure..

 

One day I say..

“Up to this is my frontier

Now I can rest..

Finally I am settled”.

 

Next morning sun comes..

With the news of my broken fences

I begin a new search

For the new frontier of my territory

 

Towards the evening…

I am too tired to accept that ..

Frontiers are only illusions…

That existed only in my greed

 

I regret my lost days.

I regret my lost years

Which fool told about,

A never existed frontier …

 

I am not the owner of my house

I am not the owner of my life

I am not the owner of their life

How can I erect frontiers,

For a territory owned by none..

 

Reviews

[Inci 2]

great one.. i like it

[Ed Hart]

'frontier' is the real name of each day

[Jas Alejandrino Ramos]

great and inspiring story behind this poem.....

[Coyote Poetry]

I don't know. The frontier was never own by man. We need to find places to call our own for a time. The poem tell many stories. Freedom of life and thought is under-rated. When we lose the freedom then we regret we didn't do more. A excellent poem. There is a lot to the words in this poem.
Coyote

[An owl on the moon]

What a profoundly written metaphor of life and it's ever changing boundaries.. There is such a vivid image you paint here of the world.. stretching us.. pressing us.. and somehow you go on another day. Wondrous to be sure...