At the Edge of My Reason

Reason, clear and proud Looked at me with stern eyes And opened its growling mouth To bid me to lock myself in my dungeon So that my ego and my dignity Remain untouched in the gazes of the world And hence, allowing me to keep my mystery! Reason seeped into my mind Like ocean waves usually do When propelled by monstrous tsunamis Reason even hammered its nail in my willpower Tying it to itself So that, as it keeps telling me, I remain as I should Pure, with my skin shining with the glow of crystals And my soul, sparkling with that of rare diamonds! But being a free spirit One made of curiosity One made of emotions I let reason think that it has tamed me By taking the key it brandished at me And locking me in its grip But then, as soon as it slept, I woke up, Even if the night was at its deepest I glided over its oceanic and tumultuous waters To reach its edge Where I felt the flare of my tenderness Blush crimson and consume me whole! Pray, I looked over my shoulder, Hesitated between staying or going back to reason When I felt my flames reaching out to consume all Of the edges of the same overwhelming reason And freeing me on the one hand But binding me to them By bringing me to assume of my actions! For Contest The Edge of Reason Written on 23 August 2017