Fresh In A New Cast - Poem by Valsa George
Life has become an amorphous mass
Sans shape, sans structure
Memories too have begun to rot
And mind has turned into a scrap yard
My world has lost its tint and throb.
Defeated and decimated,
I long for an about turn,
To reach back from whence I started
To get out from this quagmire
To restore all that slipped through my fingers
In the tangled labyrinthine paths of life!
How I wish to curl unobtrusive
Into the womb that bore me once
To be reborn once more as my old self
To enjoy the peace and bliss, now alien!
As trees bared by the winter blasts
Stay in wait for the spring to arrive
I await a life, fresh and new
And long like a bird, freed from its cage
To soar into the panorama of the blue
Before that, I must rip loose
And peel away the covert mask
Sticking tight to my concealed face
Though it may cause me to bleed,
Exhale the soot of hatred
Polluting my larynx and lungs,
Eject out the venom through my fangs,
Douse the heat and drive the thirst
For power and pelf, flesh and flush
Time is up for me to leave the stage
But ere I make the final bow
I should fit into a new cast
And become a man again! !
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