Take me away from everything I know
For there is no need to know me anymore
I won’t crowd the path to the world above
The earth beneath needs me much more
Don’t yet burn me in the fires above
The sand below is making my bed
My smiling images will always conceal
The hidden pains that no one need know
The burden of every single goodwill gesture
Will be repaid in full without a bruise and hurt
I am free from the fears of the mountains afar
My own small hill is today too steep to climb
Let me rest on my own broken shadows
Before the world comes and knifes it down
Categories: Free Verse, Poetry
what beautiful piece of poetry.
poetic and inspiring..
Let me rest on my own broken shadows! Wonderful line.
Wonderful prescriptive for a broken world. Thank you for sharing it with us.
“My own small hill is today too steep to climb” – that’s a lovely line, very moving. It would make a great first line to another poem, I think!
A contemplative poem that is truly well written and heartfelt.
This is an extremely powerful poem, Vinod. Yes, “the burden of every single goodwill gesture “will” be repaid in full without bruise and hurt.” Amen! Excellent writing.
Very well written. Empathize with this.
I am here ~
Such a great poem and so well written. Thank you so much for sharing your work and happy rally. This is my first rally and was only invited today here is my entry http://promisingpoetsparkinglot.blogspot.com/2011/08/agreement-for-thursday-poets-rally-week.html
Good poem. The last four lines are brilliant. 🙂