Prisoner
I thought it would be quite possible,
I assumed I would be much stronger,
Never guessed it would be so hurtful,
Couldn’t deal with the grief any longer.
I had to stand the unwanted freedom,
And got back to the calm existence,
Appreciating the hard-won wisdom
Discovering the new sense of silence.
I buried my hope deeply in my soul,
And roused myself from the dismal torpor,
Everything seemed to be under control,
I said goodbye to the hopeless dreamer.
But everything could happen after all,
This world was more tangible and truer.
Today, after years, you made one call,
Once again I was taken prisoner…
Copyright © Jolanta Gradowicz | Year Posted 2006
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment