Poor, poor them
They are captivated
In their adamantine chain of ego
Sharpening their tooth and nail
At hapless victims
Every link of the shackle has a story
Of oppression, paranoia and envy
At their serpentine move
Many a heart skips the beat
A life not worth it
And some have captivated God
In their hearts with a chain of love
Streams of light
Flow through their veins
Their words carry ambrosia
Infusing life into numb souls
Every link of the shackle has a story
Of renunciation, devotion and service
Their graceful steps are truly
Lotus petals in zephyr swaying
A life worth living
Posted for Susan’s Midweek Motif ~
Captivity @ Poets United
Aroma of tangerine liquor
And sunlight’s soft melody
Combine
The morning ambrosia
To lift the spirit
For the day
Darjeeling tea
Bridges the gap between
Lips and the white china cup
Posted for Gabriella’s prompt Tea or
Coffee? @ Poetry Jam
