You say
I must justify
What I deserve
I must clarify
What I argue
I must verify
What I detect
I must defy
What I dislike
I must rectify
What I err
But why?
Is it a compulsion
Or merely a proposition
For nobody likes
These bloody suggestions
Which appear to them
Only and only coercion
My life is not
A property of others
I will do only
What I like
What I love
What I feel
And what I think
You have no need to grumble
Please try to become humble
Improve your own disposition
And leave me to my own confusion.
12-4-2008
this is anice poema nd throught this i can reda your mind. it is frustrating to lead a regemented life with explanations and justifications. i agree. take care and enjoy your poetic life.
A monologue revealing the stream of consciousness, when the self feels tortured due to some righteousness denied. The penetrating internal rhetoric is effectively organizing facts for the presentation of truth, The rhetoric question is made for the deeper impact of the justification justified. ‘What ever it may be Proposition, suggestion or submission It shall not command my heart and me’. Well composed, with effective alliteration, colloquial diction and occasional rhyme.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
:) ... made me smile towards the end.... lovely use of words here.... n yes u brought out yr feelings well too.. :)