# my conviction will die only in my sweet grave! No matter what you say, I will slay The horrendous fence of words; all along my way! the mightiest of mountains, You place before my way I will run, crawl, leap and jump Across the mountain Relishing the mighty way! If you spill a violent river before my feet, I will dive into the river! Drown! Hold my precious breathe And thrust myself towards light Exuding bubbles of life like a fish And splash and flutter like a butterfly! Holding on to the last of my breathe I shall by then learn to swim! For i still know not how to swim! Throw me into a desert with whirlpool of winds... Blowing glass like sand, bruising my skin! I will close my eyes. Trust the soul of the almighty wind! And let it drag and thrust me all the way, Until the fingers of the mighty wind Loosens its grasps on my eyes For when the pure water kisses my feet And my bruises will all be healed ! No matter how much you barricade my way, I will harvest my back bones To build a ladder To cross over to my house of hay! No matter how many times you blow me down, You will hear the dust laughing at you, When i stand up, Brushing them off from my back To their earthy stay!!! No matter how many knots of false gnomes, You sew on my raiment I will undress, and cast aside the fugacious gown For your eyes will die in ecstasy at my beauty! No matter how many times You eye me like nothing but a prey, When you feast on my flesh Your hunger will cross its bounds And starve you to death! No matter how many vicious baits, You camouflage all along my way... You will choke in your own astoundment! For i will slam apart the trap doors Like a thunderbolt Deafening your audible waves! No matter how much you crush me Like ice or stone, I will melt faster into sweetest dew drops I shall shatter into vast glistening sand to engulf the mighty waves! No matter how many walls of iron bars You build around me, I will boil my blood to acidic fumes And scorch the bars away! For i am made of earth, water, fire, air and the unknown! For oh my dear spineless cynical dubiety...... You are dancing with a woman of conviction!!! I will dance on my feet with conviction, Until i reach my sweet grave! How long can you dance with me?!!! -deepa sannidhi deepasannidhi.tumblr
Posted on: Sun, 22 Jun 2014 10:53:51 +0000
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