
I was fine by myself,
Had a home…vast and huge
Limitless and boundless,
Pristine and cool.
I was happy,
Had a wonderful family
Girlfriend and life too.
Had a shoal of friends
We drank, feasted and had fun.
I dipped and dived,
Reached for the light,
Danced and rolled…until
You cast your spell
Selfish and deceitful
Invading my home,
Shattering my peace…
You caught me,
Cut me and canned me.
For - http://magpietales.blogspot.in/2012/02/mag-106.html
http://poetryblogroll.blogspot.in/2012/02/poetry-pantry-is-now-open-89.html
Yikes. Well written. Great response to the prompt!
ReplyDeleteVisually rich as always!
ReplyDeleteBlessings!
I hate when that happens.
ReplyDeletecanned in a good way right?
ReplyDeletesmiles.
You write these so well. I love it.
ReplyDeleteThat can happen to people, Janaki! Very rightly said, 'Canned and conned' sometimes!
ReplyDeleteHank
Sometimes it happens...
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