Did they offer Freedom

Did they offer Freedom

A Poem by Arundass TP
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I was mummified

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When the door was forcefully locked
I was lying inside tied hard
With cloths, medicines, food and other belongings
But never gave air I breath.

I was sacked inside a bundle of cloths
Darkness, abyss of darkness I feel
It's heaven's sky, calm and horrifying
They didn't offer my blue sky, oh!

I can't move even a hair
No coolness creeped inside
Did I asked them to offer
A little wind so lovable.

I was in pain terribly
Scratching my own body to death
Scratching the darkness to see a light
Did they offer freedom in my coffin?

© 2024 Arundass TP


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In life, in death. Walls and boxes can overcome us.
"I was in pain terribly
Scratching my own body to death
Scratching the darkness to see a light
Did they offer freedom in my coffin?"
I liked the above lines. I believe what the First Nation of The America believed. We come from dirt and we will become dirt again. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Arundass TP

1 Month Ago

Thank you friend 😊



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Very interesting Piece - makes me think of political prisoners and their sufferings. Excellent.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


Arundass TP

2 Weeks Ago

Thank you friend 😊
vivid imagery A. especially like the line "I was sacked inside a bundle of cloths"

sorry for the delay in reviewing, been off grid working on a major piece. now that it is finished finally have time to catch up on my friends work

ken

Posted 1 Month Ago


Arundass TP

1 Month Ago

Thank you friend 😊
In life, in death. Walls and boxes can overcome us.
"I was in pain terribly
Scratching my own body to death
Scratching the darkness to see a light
Did they offer freedom in my coffin?"
I liked the above lines. I believe what the First Nation of The America believed. We come from dirt and we will become dirt again. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Arundass TP

1 Month Ago

Thank you friend 😊
Freedom from the coffin is better than freedom in it if you ask the living but the dead have nothing to say. I enjoyed the read.

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Arundass TP

2 Months Ago

Thank you friend 😊
Now this is a very powerful poem written in the first person which gives it its power, Descriptive with terse but vivid imagery. The very meter of it gives it strength. Kudos

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Arundass TP

2 Months Ago

Thank you friend 😊
Powerful and well crafted.

Posted 2 Months Ago


Arundass TP

2 Months Ago

Thank you friend 😊
very powerful and tragic...seems like you were being stuffed in a vehicle of some kind and treated worse than an animal...on to the grave or beheaded in a square... and I know this happens in countries where the autocratic ruler does what he wants... no freedom....
Warmly, B

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Arundass TP

2 Months Ago

Thank you friend 😊
Betty Hermelee

2 Months Ago

You’re very welcome !
Warmly, B
Very dark poem. Being buried alive or suffocated by the world.

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Arundass TP

2 Months Ago

Thank you friend 😊
I thought mummification was something that was done post mortem. In this instance, though, it is burial alive. Shades of Edgar Allan Poe.

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Arundass TP

2 Months Ago

Thank you friend 😊

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Added on February 9, 2024
Last Updated on February 10, 2024
Tags: Poetry, mystery

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Arundass TP
Arundass TP

Thalassery, Kerala, India



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