Catharsis

On taking out in paper what's on the mind..or was it?

No, I'm tired of fame and publicity tonight.
After all, I have to return
Return to the cold, lifeless form
Shell life of a fragile jellyfish
The seas have promised me nothing
They have taken away my niche.

When sea horses play in water
They forget to see the fish around
Encircling them
Giving them water and small elliptical flows.
Busy they are, with their game.

Life's best decisions are never undone
Ctrl+Z is not a option.

Bad, obnoxious odor of good tasting tea
Never leaves the mouth
I have brushed but I haven't really brushed
Hair has grown from my past
Past my neck and my broad shoulders
Jackets are short, they never cover the cold
Brown T-shirts always lurk out.

You can ban torrents
But can you ban the spirit of movie-watcher
Whether it's porn or a good old movie
Internet will be taxed and I will oversee.

Even if you sit on the terrace
Even if you stare at the sun
The rooms are always numb
Cold, damp air
Alien's presence everywhere.

Sometimes even piss and s**t is disgusting
The cold water trickle my a*s
And numb my bare fingers
And bathrooms don't get dry
At least no sooner.

I remember and I remember
I can't reshuffle
Hazy priorities have undone me
And so have the winter.

Please show the way to a sunny morning
For corn fields do the wait
I need to take a shower which really cleans me up
And I need to breathe again, fresh air.

Claustrophobic with excessive people
As privacy diminishes with time
Vanishing souls do increase privacy
But at what cost, O dear mine?

So sun won't shine at the dingy little corner
Dirty mosses will grow
My mind and body's a retarded soul
Please leave me and let me go.

Goodbye frustration
Goodbye tiredness
Goodbye overfeeding
Goodbye me and my f***** up soul.


© Nothing Personal. January 13, 2011.

Author's Note

"And thus he felt helpless, and thus he found no solution and thus he found no way to change his destiny "

Reviews

[Art]

the questions...the solutions...oh the reality...such is the ever seeking mind of ...well maybe not ever...just a Soul reaching to discover...all is the wind following its own and everyones ...finality...

exceptional work my friend...makes me wanna escape...


well maybe...

[Dakota]

Vast and intense! A great piece my friend!

Intriguing series of stanzas here. I like the feel, flow and rhythm of the first six. The second half you seem to force some of the wording.

[Loner]

Very interesting !

[Adelia Alighieri]

It's sheer.
Well done, I enjoyed it!

[Priyankaabhilaashi]

Deeply thought and perfectly penned..!!!

Good shot..!!!

[Kimberly]

This is a great poem of hopelessness and despair. Very good write.

[luciddreamer]

helpless is a horrid position to be in.........great write :)

Peace
Robin

[Richard Williams]

This is fine writing that reaches right out and cuts banality with its sharpness.

[Alicia Schroeder]

A bunch of feeling all rolled into one. Great peice.

[trainwreck]

This is intense. Beautiful, and ugly at the same time. Great job.