Saturday, June 16, 2007

Enslaved Will

To live and breathe
to be the one I want to be
I must liberate myself

I will enslave my will
for in its enslaved moments
lies my freedom.

Whip it into submission
to do my bidding
Raising welts all over it
to quench my wants.


Drive, drive, drive
to enslave my will.
For every whiplash is a day less
away from what I make my destiny.

6 comments:

Amitha Singh said...

very cool... the use of words is pretty strong but miss the punctuations to make the reading smoother. :)

robinsingh said...

NO BODY ELSE OTHER THAN AMITHA SINGH COMMENTS. WHY

tumunathan said...

what to do... I can muster only one fan...

rincy said...

nice one thuma.

tumunathan said...

yipee - one more fan

Crimson Moon said...

I like :)