Sunday, August 24, 2014

The Jewelry Casket

Glistening, gleaming, high profile gems
That adorn Her Highness' charm
Enjoy the bubble-like life of glamour
While outside the jewelry casket.

In light, they sparkle
And glitter with delight
But once the party is over
To the dark depths of the casket, they are exiled.

Like these very gems
Are you and I, my friend
Like these very gems
Are all of us.

Taking pleasure in short-lived things
Then returning to the abyss of life.

The darkness, we ourselves have caused
The web of despair, we ourselves have woven
All of this
Is exactly what we ourselves have chosen.

Thought, expression, freedom; Encaged.
Like little canaries.
Enslaved, bonded and shackled
To a life of insanity.
~Sukhman K Atwal


3 comments:

  1. hmm whats causing this much despodency in your verse?? btw well written.. really

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    1. Well.. It's a time to time thing.. I guess you already know that.. And thank you bacha :-)

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  2. Yeah, I have loved, 'The Learning' a lot. And this poem gets its essence deepened by that thought. And mention not dee, you are always welcomed. :-)

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