Amitpoetry.wordpress.com
I have no strings attached to life,
I do not know if it’s a weakness or a strength!
In the beginning with the world I tried
but all I shed was my blood and tears too!
The world seemed full of lust and greed and ignorance,
with no spirits but the organs and libidos!
Then I tied the knots with the sun, I think
or thought I did but O, the arrogance,
evaporating my strings in a flash,
leaving me to drift through the universe!
So, all I am left with now is the moon,
both the world beneath the sun and the sun at nights!
This time I know, this is my strength,
for one needs no strings to live a lunatic’s life!
.
.
Víðarr's Blog 