Ananta Madhavan

Torpor In Lethargia - Poem by Ananta Madhavan

The walls are falling.
Earth shrugs its shoulders,
Jails crack and are level with the ground.
In the high tower the chains crumble
And hold no more. The prisoners
Are free but make no move.

I know this stillness: it is the will
Turned stone, making limbs inert,
Even when the gate is wide open.

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Topic(s) of this poem: freedom

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Written in youth, conscious of being like some who lack
the will-power to be free of inertia and accomplish what
they can.

Comments about Torpor In Lethargia by Ananta Madhavan

  • Valsa George (4/3/2015 6:25:00 AM)

    Once grown accustomed to thraldom, even when the gates are open, we never feel like going out! Our legs refuse to budge! This is a dangerous and chronic condition! A very powerful poem with beautiful diction and succinct style! (Report) Reply

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  • Kelly Kurt (3/29/2015 11:05:00 PM)

    ~~~I enjoyed your poem. Thank you for sharing.~~~~ (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 29, 2015

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