Somehow, Something...Anything - Poem by Agatha Eliza
Here we are..walking by clusters
of unfulfilled dreams,
with a heavy heart, empty arms
a face devoured by concerns.
always searching...We are
driven by something
impossible to explain
impossible to define
impossible to overcome - (Is it really so? !)
an undisputed longing to be a part
of someone, of something...anything
just to Belong.
Always looking for masters to assure
the illusion of comfort
identity, or justice
always following the course
by the obedient marching flocks
without destination, or direction
or even a desire to defend the spot
always waking up next to treacherous lovers
selling our souls for a grain of 'love'
always drowning in shallow promises
of politics, ideologies and social utopies
always willing to die under a flag,
for some glorious hymns,
or heroic chants
as if life's crown is death..
Still we fight
for a freedom we were meant ho have,
or a symbol of a crumbling cross
until all our traces are lost...
In the midst of all these, I have found you;
You..the one who lifts up
an unbreakable spirit
and whose presence is stronger than life itself.
You..the one who dreams of revolutions
bastions of hope and goodness
with an inextricable faith in humanity.
With you, hand in hand
I am ready to conquer the world!
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