To those who loved me,
Goodbye.
Let the rain wash away the residue of me,
When you think of all the things I did for you-
Don’t be sorry that you sucked me dry.
Let the wind blow away my memory,
When you turn to ask for an outrageous favor-
I’ll be off putting the pieces of myself back together.
Let go of the ghost you thought you knew me as,
When your cup is empty and dry you’ll have to find someone else-
Someone else to give you life and love and passion.
Let yourself heal and not from anything I ever did to you,
When you cry those over played tears they will echo-
Off the walls of the empty house instead of inside my brain.
Let yourself contort me into any villainous shape you wish,
When peace finds me someday it won’t matter-
I am determined to decrown your opinions.
To those who loved me,
Goodbye.
All the love
All the blessings
Blessings that are going
Blessings that are coming
Coming to life
Coming to decrown
Decrown humans
Decrown the earth
Earth gave to us
Earth decaying by human fault
Fault we refuse
Fault we gain
Gain weight
Gain hate
Hate we give
Hate to give in
In love
In joy
Joy we lose
Joy we keep
Keep the hope
Keep the love
Love fading
Love maintaining
Maintaining peace
Maintaining negligence
Negligence for the earth
Negligence for others
Others lives
Others pain
Pain isn’t taken willingly
Pain isn’t questioned
Questioned is the humanity
Questioned are their rights
Rights of the free
Rights they have slaved
Slaved hopes
Slaved truths
Truths they took
Truths underestimated
Underestimated life
Underestimated values
Values unspoken
Values of the world
World we take for granted
World cloudy with xanax
Xanax killing the youth
Xanax turning zombies
Youth
Zombies
Rear a cup of a tiger from the day one
Raise him, as absolutely alone
Care him, like your child
Never think, he is not wild
Involvedly with you, he may play
Your actions, he may replay
With your care, he may have grown
Even on a chance, he may not dare to decrown
When you take him to a forest, he may roar
On seeing a prey, his pulses may soar
Only to chase the prey, he gets tense
As every action is guided by inborn sense
If released, exactly at the throat of deer, he shall catch
In the same way like every wild tiger, precisely to match!
Above poem is from “EAGLE EDUCATES ENDURANCE! AND OTHER POEMS ON NATURE ” by Mr.V.Muthu manickam. Copyright is held by Mr.V.Muthu manickam.
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