Rohan Rinaldo Felix
Gravity Grounds Me - Poem by Rohan Rinaldo Felix
Sittin here, nothing is clear
I keep pondering, and yes, wondering
The state of life, dissecting me with its strife.
The Earth, revolving round the sun, and,
My soul, ever feeling undone, are friends.
It is sad indeed, and drives me to a tizzy
Making me dizzy, and yet, this life has no answers.
Not that I expect, and yet, my heart perennially suspects.
The existence I lead is disconcerting.
Heartless, crude, uncultured and rude, whilst waiting for my downfall
The world is on a roll at the sordid night-ball.
I am the target whilst the gaping hole, everyone forgets.
I am an insurrection waiting to happen.
Everyone can speak big words and so can I
Is it any wonder that I am increasingly sly?
The crushing defeat will come some day, and
I will have to wait, and indeed will I do so.
That day will be sad, but gravity grounds me.
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