Free To Roam

Love's vibes sneered at my sunken face And bid me to hear, booming from the Calling clouds, that what I had idealised about Is in fact nothing else other than figments Of my own imagination! I breathed in my anguish While the rising winds Seemed to tell me That I have now become a soul, Who is free to roam in a world Which can be beautiful If lived with caution But can be dangerous If lived frivolously! Fists clenched, I let the tears dry up On my face and set my new destination As the many lands found on the other side Of the calm ocean's horizon! And while roaming, I came across poets Bearing the same mindset as I do, All living to allow their inner oceans To thrive in their freedom And felt, at last, like I have hit home! I have been roaming for quite a while And I am overjoyed at the discovery Of new cultures, new delicacies, New savours, new dressing styles, New forms of poetry and other writing styles, New forms of arts, and even new forms Of that power which we all call God! And so far, I regret not having been set free And having been given the opportunity To roam! 21 Jan 2023 Pick - A Title Vol 34 Sponsored by Edward Ibeh