I’AM TRYING TO COME OUT
I tried to come out
From the fence of withered shrugs
From those edges of horizontal bars
From the overriding pulse
From the triggering urge
From the reassuring compliance
From the bothering parameter
From the defiance dexterity
Hard and tough …
Every time I face the bouncing blow
It’s curvature drag me to be slow
Aimlessly I scratch my brow
My fading facade and sweating pigments
Reminded me ,alerted me, rebuked me
For standing on the equilateral configuration
yet
I am trying to come out.
Lopamudra Mishra
Poetess
Bhubaneswar, Odisha
