Despair

I walked into the
depths of despair
and walked out again
the halls of poems
shouting pain, full of martyrs
with their badges of sorrow
wearing them as if to say
look I'm suffering because of the world,
well it's your choice
you can't change the world
but why carry the world's
problems
in that see through heart
covering the love
which the world needs,
it's got enough headaches
without you adding more
like some excess baggage,
you'll get charged for
with every flight of fancy.

I'm off,
I'm going shopping
for happy poems again
far from sorrow's old refrain
and I'm no longer bothered
being
alone
again,
where similies and smiles remain
in pouring sun
or freezing rain.

Kesav V Easwaran
beautiful words...the theme of this write relates a lot to what is called aesthetic fineness in poetry...artful writing needs beauty all around to behold to store in heart and to pour out...loved the concept inside

Raj Arumugam
lovely radiant lines...

Mike
I love this call to responsibility and joy... It's easy to fall away to pessimism... thanks for the nice reminder...

Fay Slimm
Much food for thought and writers need to read this again and again.... thanks John.

robyn selters
a novel way of looking at our craft and the material that feeds us... thoughtful write