Windswept Poem by Sheena Datta

Windswept



O ye
the morning breeze
gather thy sails
and envelope me
none chains
restrict or maneuver thee
enslaved by thy wistful contemptuous nonchalance
I dare thy flights
which surge ahead of semblance
draw barricades
like the moths on the lonely flame
my eyes brim with the angst of being windswept
blink I shall not
cause a moment is a lifetime

Thursday, May 24, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: angst,chains
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