Wednesday, 8 August 2018

The I Is Not Me




I have wanted to say out but
I dare not
stifled by my own cowardice? Nope!

Yep.
I want to keep my self-interest intact
which I feel is my absolute right

I stood by and just watched
the burning anger the unbridled wrath
like the hot spilling broth
heated by continuous fire

Now I look at the mess in disdain
at a distance
nothing touches my hands . . . 



6 comments:

  1. A poem with feelings so well expressed. Really love that really cool title and picture!

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    1. Thanks. Glad that you like the title and picture.

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  2. dulu masa sekolah dok baca jugak karangan william wordsworth.....jenoh tergeliat nak paham...

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    1. Ya kadang susah nak tahu maksud walau pun kita faham bahasa nya.
      Saya suka The Daffodils karangan William Wordsworth.

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  3. Deep meaning tu Auntie, can be applied in many things.

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    1. Yes TK. Diffrent people have different interpretations. Auntie suka2 jer tulis :)

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