I come into forest,
a high heel worm.
Drive my way through- bushes,
and meet the jungle man.
The jungle man, counts,
and calculates, a cost.
Picks my pocket, ah! So painful!
My doomed plight, no option but to,
empty everything.
A look to, watery eyes,
a tall monstrous creation stands in front.
Thoughts sprouts and Autumn arrives,
was I more forced than, questioning elephant?
Stares with blank eyes,
full of seas!
"Am I his master for today?"
Asking the god, whether he is,
to be enslaved by me, this day!
In acts I answered,
stepping proudly over him!
Cleaning my boots,
and giving a cold smile, curses on me!
Soon, it began to walk,
what an easy way to pass thorns!
I rest like a life in corpse,
and my brother, lifts my corpse,
to let it breathe air and water!
I see, diversity,
all running away! Am I so dreadful?
As if, my slave, screams,
"Run, or my master will ruin you!"
All squirrels run from my path,
they think I shall walk over them?
How shameful, what hell they think,
I know how to take steps, accurately,
but maybe never learned to walk!
And I with my boots on,
making wind lick my sweat,
go on and on, like fortunate handicap,
my slave, bleeds due to crowned thorns.
How easy god did it for me,
my loads are being carried by others.
And from birth, I go on, through heads,
but will I find anyone at the farewell?
To lift me then?
My poor dominance, why was I destined,
to be a master, not a slave?
I reach my destination, with shame smile
maybe elephant ate my repenting thoughts!
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Welcome back! I love this vision and your wonderful words. "And I with my boots on,
making wind lick my sweat,
go on and on, like fortunate handicap,
my slave, bleeds due to crowned thorns."
This is my favorite stanza, though the imagery and beauty weaves itself throughout the poem.
Wolfie
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WOW! This is thought provoking and vividly powerful poetry. A wonderful pivcture you have shared here with us. Well done and thankyou for sharing.
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This is a very interesting poem to read! I love the picture. Is it of you or did you just like it? I thought the poem was full of lots of self contemplation about your place or the world or maybe the whole of humanity's place in the world. I think that we all wonder about how we fit in nature and I don't think there's any easy answer for it. But you did a good job of using images to express your thoughts about it here.
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Absolutely Beautiful...
The metaphors in this piece are amazing! The eighth stanza had me in awe. You pulled me into the jungle, the thorns tore at my flesh as I read this piece...I felt the pain of a heavy mind & heart.
Congrats on a charming poem.
~MotherMachineGunn~
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Thanks for the words again...I wonder if our skin pains in the thorns, how painful it could be for these elephants...thanks again
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A wonderful, metaphoric-rich trek through a verdant jungle of philosophy!
S4L5 to be enslaved my me, this day! I think should be:to be enslaved by me, this day! yes?
Well done!
xxoo
dk
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yep...thanks for your words...and thanks for that little typo
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Different, interesting in parts, not my usual type of read, however this held me to the end, It evoke sadness in me though as I read this, not sure if it is personal to you or not, it felt it....I interpret this as regret and some feelings of loneliness, especially at life's end...cleverly written using a nature metaphor...
Love and smiles...
~Lilac~
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Thanks for so warm words, Lilac!
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I don't think I've fully understood this, but it made me think...
Very interesting and different...
Keep on writing!
*+~Annie~+*
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I'm left pondering....
I'm pondering many things after reading your poem here...literally scratching my head...
Thank you for sharing your work with us to enjoy here at AP...
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Thanks Tam..one thing I have heard your name quite a lot of times now! But, one thing, your face image is just sooo sweet, blessing on it!
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An interesting write. Nice alliteration. Good imagery, flow and tone. Deep emotion. Unique word choice. Thought provoking. Shelley
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Thanks Shelly, thanks a lot for ya kind words!
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Hi The Pole Star. You're very welcome. Shelley
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Unique
I don't think i"ve ever read anything quite like this. I am pleasantly surprised. I'm not sure if I've read much of your work but now am intrigued to pursue it further. THe ideas and images woven here were original and seeming very personal. Having someone lift me then at farewell - that's quite a thought. That whole verse is amazing. I'm so glad you shared this in the reading list.
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Thanks for the encouraging words! Feel free to have a look at my work and feel completely free to ask me for the same
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Wow... creative? Definitely unlike anything I've read before, that's for sure. Full of thought provoking ideas that really makes you stop and go Hrm.... Great job! Thanks for sharing this quite interesting story-type poem with us
--Tim
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Thanks Sharcu, sorry for being a bit late, Actually, I am finding hard time here...my exams are going on, but I will try to be more active now
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I tried to imagine you within your verses:
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All squirrels run from my path,
they think I shall walk over them?
How shameful, what hell they think,
I know how to take steps, accurately,
but maybe never learned to walk!
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Nice and interesting story, but it was a little bit longer for me, or maybe I am already to tired to read more. Anyhow, I like it. Nice part of nature is included in this poem.
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Sorry, eh? No it isn't nature, it is all about the dominance (spell???) of human on the other creatures, his so called supremacy. But, the fact lies after the death...whose supreme and whose not shall be decided at the judgement day!
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Great
Nice piece, very unique thoughts. Enjoyed the form and the flow and the emotion you managed to infuse in this piece. keep your pen forever flowing!
Bunny
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Thnx a lot cup, have many of them!
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Wow. It's weird to read about a person that regrets they have not been enslaved. This piece is moving and filled with regret and self-loathing a bit. It seems to have been a very emotional elephant ride. Thanks for sharing. --->pixxie<---
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thanks for ya words, but actually, the major regret is inside the stanza:
How easy god did it for me,
my loads are being carried by others.
And from birth, I go on, through heads,
but will I find anyone at the farewell?
To lift me then?
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