Saturday, 12 October 2013

Alive?

I am free
Free of forms
Forms that bind
Bind to love, life and duties
Duties that are endless
Endless hours and thankless job
Job became I
I was stuck
Stuck in the hours
Hours that flew
Flew but never ended
Ended but were always there
There I was stuck
Stuck in the circle
Circle of life
Life I lived but never did
Did I live?
Live through others was my life
Life that I lived but never did
Did I live?
Live..yes I did but like a dead
Dead I am but alive more than my life
Life that was spent on others
Others whom I left behind
Behind my walls, shelves, racks and death
Death is liberating
Liberating and free
Free I am
Am I dead?
Dead but alive

Alive more than life

Shared with Imaginary garden with real toads # Loop poetry
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19 comments:

  1. Grace12 October 2013 at 11:31

    If all of our days are stuck in the endless chores & thankless job, i feel dead more than alive too ~ If we can liberate ourselves, then we can really live fully & passionately ~ You did well with the loop poetry form ~

    Thank you for linking up with Sunday's Challenge ~ Happy weekend ~

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    1. Unknown12 October 2013 at 12:30

      Grace thank you so much and I agree completely with you. The poem was inspired from a work by Dave King "Why Can Only The Living Mourn"? I looked at what else would death bring to the dead?

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  2. Kathryn Dyche12 October 2013 at 12:18

    Oooh I love this, the questions about being dead or alive.

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  3. revelations12 October 2013 at 13:25

    a life of dreary cycles..nobody needs that... nicely one..you handled the prompt well...

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  4. Unknown13 October 2013 at 01:41

    nice one...a loop of life is beautifully depicted.happy week end :)
    this is my try...
    http://sruthiharidas.blogspot.in/2013/10/a-verse-sponged.html

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  5. Vandana Sharma13 October 2013 at 02:11

    sometimes we just need to follow our heart:)

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  6. Kay L. Davies13 October 2013 at 16:41

    "Duties that are endless
    Endless hours and thankless job"
    How well I remember this. Eventually the endless hours at a thankless job robbed me of my health so that I couldn't do any job at all.
    You did depict this beautifully, but it is not a beautiful way to live, in an endless loop.
    K

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    1. Unknown17 October 2013 at 11:07

      K I can also relate to it but I left the job quite quickly thankfully. I agree it becomes an endless loop. I hope you are fine now? Thanks for visiting :)

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  7. Unknown14 October 2013 at 04:46

    Yes, we live and not just exist :)

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  8. Annis Cassells15 October 2013 at 07:44

    Sfurti, the loop poem format caught me up immediately. Loved it, and I want to try one sometime. These lines truck me:
    "Dead I am but alive more than my life
    Life that was spent on others
    Others whom I left behind
    Behind my walls, shelves, racks and death"

    So many, especially women, find this to be their life's pattern. They've never lived for themselves. Sad.

    Thank you! xoA

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    1. Unknown17 October 2013 at 11:13

      Annis thanks so much and I agree with you. So many things here I can relate to and I see so many examples around. Sigh!

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  9. Margaret15 October 2013 at 09:47

    The repetition of life is certainly portrayed here... but in a very dreary, grueling way - as life is for so many - death is a release.

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    1. Unknown17 October 2013 at 11:16

      Margaret thanks and I agree, it is dreary. I wanted to do extreme this time :)

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  10. Unknown17 October 2013 at 11:03

    Thanks so much Loredana :)

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