Unshackling the feelings

So many things are flying inside my head,
Like dusts in the desert, scatterring in the air.

Once, I smashed the mirror in the state of emptiness,
As the world turned colorless and everyone seemed faceless.

I reminisce when the life was so much flooded with melancholies,
And I wailed in the roaring deluge, ranting that the god doesn't exist.

When the life was blowing in the storm of insanity, hopelessness prevailed,
And I banged my head, shouting to my reflection, why these turmoils never end.

While the droplets of rain crashed onto the peaceful pool of water, creating ripples,
I realized our mind is peaceful otherwise, if not tampered by the droplets of feelings.

The twinges of rejections, dejections casted by the world, and my weaknesses and addictions,
In differnt faces, crippled this life, sporadically, but this heart thanked them for their aggravations.

Once I was a prisoner, locked and lost inside the appalling prison, and when released as a bird from the cage,
I am liberated and flying, running wherever I can, and I am walking on a different road, never been walked before.

-
Dibyendra Hyoju
February 5, 2011
http://dibyendra.blogspot.com/2011/0...niscences.html