If life was anymore complicated,
I would be locked up in an asylum…
Imagine what a place to be,
One could be childlike, downright naughty,
Chase the flies, talk to the walls,
Weep for hours, laugh at them all,
Pluck a flower of every color,
Sing a lullaby to a stray on the street,
Love the first person,
Who helped you to your feet,
Madness is a cure,
To a deadly disease,
They chose to call it monotony.
8 comments:
to a lovely poem we call it beautiful :)
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you are a gifted poet.. soon to be known 'more' :) It was nice reading your poems, so much of depth and life in it and its varied shades and layers... keep writing... :)
back to basics---it can never go wrong
just so beautiful...
Someone is Special
@Betwn the Lines...thank you so very much!
@Rachit, beautiful indeed, thank you!
@DEE..thank you so much! You cudn't have put it any better, yup someday ;)
@Aunty N, thank you for being there, always!
@Sispl...thank you yet again!
Love the first person,
Who helped you to your feet.
Simply beautiful. :)
I love this poem of yours...how can I share it on FB?
@KN...thank you so much!
@NishJ, why thank you...plz feel free to post the link on your wall...d more ppl read poetry the better for us poets :)
http://applestrudle-dollz.blogspot.com/2011/07/in-asylum-i-must-be.html
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