Lava

You are clipping

my wings

to suit your needs;

you are breaking

my bones

to fit me inside a

cookie cutter;

caulking and

smoothing my

rough opinions

just so you please;

tightening the strings

to make this puppet dance

to your tune wildly;

You are bending

my will

and twisting

my emotions to

suit your needs;

you are choking

my dreams

so you can save

some air for

your luxury;

my bones are brittle

but I have an iron will;

you can bend me

but can’t break me

from within;

like molten lava

I melt

but I have the strength

of mountains

hidden in me;

I give birth

to new lands

and can melt

your sorry

presence;

in a blink of an eye

you see.

                                         ~Megha Sood

                                           Jersey City, USA

4 Comments

  1. It’s a very beautiful poem!

  2. It a simple, beautiful poem.

  3. Thanks for the kind words

  4. O K R Sivagnanam says:

    Let us be blessed with the power of the LAVA to destroy all the negative attributes lying dormant within us, and facilitate a life founded on positive aspects!

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