Off The Record - I Am Scared Of My Poetic Responses Poem by Leila Samarrai

I'm an engaged woman
one that's still necking with sky
I skip the fence, these are the bunches of bushes
these are the lengths of the backbone
(Does the soul have urges and gut?)
I'm scared of my poetic responses

I am hungry by being an everlasting land
I seduce the heavens so that I am an ungodly land
I'm a never-ending land in the collapse
I am scared of my poetic responses

I am the obsolete woman
I'm alone communicated thought obsolete for men
a thunderously conclusive readjustment of
their theoretically unproven
life sentences
of hopelessness self dependency's.
I'm scared of my poetic responses

For close 40 years, I (t)funnelled
all of my Shawshank Redemptive experiences
within my poetic mode of hopefully
escaping under every watching eye's noses
I am scared..
I'm transgressed, woman!

I wrote all the years to stay alive
and now after I decided it was time
for my own retrial
Unheard of mirrors.
the souls' pricelessness by looking into
the windows once self-indulgent magnitudally
lost moment in time

I...
while receiving the rescues within distances
ever-changing madness itself
fills the sky with visions and gold
with virgin gardens and springs
fills it with our little unimportant amours.

.. am not...

Now, when our eyes look through the lens of
the Hubble telescope, it's pretty clear.
we're still gravitating towards the ground.

.. scared...

And off the record
One fish was caught today
A Sunfish

Author's note:
A Sunfish
Ironically symbolic of something in other's words throughout history has never been able to catch its essence of beauty's ability to lose the meaning of if looked at too intensely for its true meaning yet give sight to its secrets hidden at a glance