Thursday 29 January 2015

Imprisoned

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Prisoner of thoughts,
a mind-set that rots,
confined and trapped
by  beliefs strapped.
Unable to spill out
of fear and doubt,
secured by locks
the iron gate mocks
at my helplessness
clueless restlessness.
An eternal wait
for a turn of fate,
a saviour with a key
to set me free.
I kept waiting
hoping, berating
the confining lock
a mere mental block,
I worried without pause
about a lock that never was.

6 comments:

  1. thats an amazingly penned poem with deep words that describes mental barriers. Loved the ebb and the flow of this :)

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    1. Thank you! Yes mental barriers are difficult to over come as we rarely realize their presence..

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  2. very nice...especially loved the last two lines - "I worried without pause, about a lock that never was". . indeed sums up all!!

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  3. That was beautiful....felt like I was reading my own mind

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