"Liberty", Los Angeles Times in 2001, taken at Yan Khunis, Gaza
The ground below trembles.
With the rumbling of a thousand creatures.
The footfalls of numerous demons.
As I meet the distant horizon.
Fantasy meets reality in my eyes.
The world changes with every mile.
Green to black, and then to pure white.
As I move on tirelessly without respite.
The waters churn over sprawling mountains.
Fires below shoot embers, ruby red, and rain
Them into the moist blue air.
enraptured by the weightlessness, I glide, overpowered.
Over uncharted territories I soar gently away.
With the sublime beauty beneath to keep my horrors at bay.
No known destination, just beautiful sights and a mysterious aura.
Enduring all catastrophes, unlike me, moving on with all her troubles.
Over uncharted territories of freedom I fly on.
No wish to ever stop, no memory of where I belonged.
Making my way over the alien lands.
Beautiful, transcendent, deep and overwhelmingly free.
6 comments:
What an amazing poem man! Something it portrays, But so many other things it conveys. All the pictures you choose for your poems are great too!
@Sayak :
Thanks a lot, buddy.
:)
Very powerful write. Somewhere portrays the essence of freedom.
@Aaushi :
Thank you.
Yes, freedom is what this poem is all about. It is always there in our dreams, but it happens to elude us often.
awesum post buddy......
nd u really hva strong vocab nd sense of belonging to wad u r writing.....
cheers :)
@The Aspirant :
Thanks mate.
My vocabulary, however, is actually quite limited.
Thanks again. :)
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