Monday, November 03, 2014

given the choice
i have always chosen what makes me happy
though you do not notice it well
from your inscribed rules on those
rigid walls
i can be happy in the silence of my
walls
i always know what to do
pleasing you and pleasing myself
in my own smart ways
oh, this world of compromises
rules that you think can never be bent
i always bend them
behind your back
you give me no choice
it is me, giving myself all the choices,
i have a world
apart from yours
my heart knows too well
what does not hurt you is that which you
will never know
and so? well, it is simple
i close my door, read my books, write my poems,
and there are not titles, no names, no places
and the world smiles at me
it very well sifts and simmers
it understands.

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