If I Weren'T Afraid
If I weren't afraid, I'd break out of my castle
out of my gilded throne, out of my head tiara.
I'd break out of marble floors and tiled walls
out of this cold linoleum of grand opulence.
Breaking out of embroidered blue flowers.
Breaking out of crappy fluttering voices.
Into that open field of cherry blossoms
Into those flossy clouds of chattering birds.
Into misty mountains of icy north winds
Into stormy seas where gallant waves rush.
Into cooled sands wet in delightful soft kiss.
Into solace of graffiti, a rock in love's bliss.
Baby bats within caves of hidden treasure
No longer afraid to lose all unknown.
No longer afraid of what might happen.
No longer afraid of what world will say.
No longer afraid of starlights in sky.
No longer afraid of freedom,
No longer afraid to live...
No longer afraid to die.
Dated 10th September 2019
Sponsor Line Gauthier
Contest Name IF I WEREN'T AFRAID
Copyright © Debjani Mitra | Year Posted 2019
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