Yesterday I broke the chains
that had bound me tight.
Severed the links that had threatened
to suffocate me from the pleasures I had.
So closes the end of an era
that had eaten away part of me
and would have left me
an empty husk.
I have wanted to do it
for a long, long time,
but each time pleading voices
had dragged me back.
Now the end of an era
has left me free and relaxed.
I am again my own man
free to do the things as I please.
No more torment of trying
to please others
with what they wanted of me.
I can sit in peace once more.
Listen to the songs
that the winds have to play.
Listen in a golden silence
of the tiny birds on the wing.
I can reconstruct my independence
to the way I want it to be
and relax in freedom that
the end of an era has finally come.
I will no longer have to pretend
I am someone who is not really me.
Just sit back and relax now
with no worries to bother me.
27 May 2012
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderful state of being, if it can be maintained. A good write.