She began to shun the life she so well knew,
instead of attention, solitude seemed a prize,
Her growing world-weariness held a big clue,
Yet no one expected this ennui to arise
She had been jumping through their hoops,
Dashing her hopes with their empty words,
Having seen through their twisted scoops,
she stopped feeding past’s broken shards
An inner voice still egged her to go along,
Fueling her hopes for yet another chance,
but since it remained a cliffhanger for long,
She said no more of dysfunctional dance
Why hold on to people long gone away?
She renewed ties with nature & life itself,
as old chips fell where they may,
stillness blossomed to reveal her true self.
Swapnil Kumar is a qualified IT professional with career spanning more than a decade. Inspired by nature and life, she likes spreading positivity through her writings. She is reachable on @swapnils2018.
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- Pangs of Renewal - 22 Dec 2018
A poem that aptly describes the life of a person in today’s world as a puppet of society and encourages us to break free from this masquerade. There are some memorable metaphors used in the poem, for example, dysfunctional dance. However, many lines are vague and seem out of contexts. Also, some words and phrases seem inappropriately used like cliffhanger and broken shards. One cannot understand what they are referring to since there are no prior reference to them. Overall, it’s a good attempt and we look forward to more of the poetess’s participation in the future.