Away Poem by Melanie Emikohe
Away
The world is a square,
with crayons and walls
and a shoesized window
big enough for me to spy
if anyone steps
beyond the barbed wires.
Their eyes weep
in my behalf, good grief!
Their eyes hint,
that woman must be distraught;
that woman must be bored.
Yet, with all the portraits
floating in the wind,
begging me to scribble
each of them, I'm tied up!
There's been to much work
since the world moved
in my head.
Know the feeling. Artists can relate. True artists, that is, such as yourself. One of the best woman poets on here- sincerely insightful. Whatever you bring to the table, all should read. take care, Sus
I love this poem. Good work! It truly creates the feeling of claustriphobia (did I spell that right?) but then the release and freedom of your own mind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 6:58:51 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I know the feeling. Sometimes there is no escape from the 'rational world? ' Good write.