Born as Slave

Born as slave
Under Sun and Moon
I crawl all over
Hearing others voices
Rebelling all voices
I am slave of my own thoughts
So powerful, misleading
Through strange paths
Wishing to see beautiful heaven
Through bitterness!​

Reviews

[Betty Hermelee]

your bitterness arises from your time as a slave, and it doesn’t disappear immediately: sometimes it takes a life time to realize your suffering…a slave to your own thoughts…..even though bitter, you still wish to open Heaven’s gates… and your bitterness might just fade into nothing…
nice write!
Warmly
B🌷🌷🌷

[Arundass TP]

Thank you friend 😊

[Betty Hermelee]

You are very welcome!!!
Warmly, B

[Mauricio Montoya]

Yes we tend fall for feelings we hold inside, yes slaves because we won't let go.
Thank god you for sharing.

[Arundass TP]

Thank you friend

[1809 Black Plague Decem..]

Dear ArrundassTp, it is a sense of prejudice, I always know how erroneous our historical, effect, has affected our lives, and the dubility of it should never be demised, great write! ---Maynard

[Arundass TP]

Sure, I was thinking. Thanks for reviewing

[1809 Black Plague December]

You are most welcome, Dearest, Arundass TP.

[Soren]

Captured by our own point of view we are slaves indeed trapped within our own perspective. A cynic would see beauty in such bitter light. A lovely write

[Arundass TP]

Thank you friend 😊

[MrBlack202]

You've out done yourself in this compact poem, "So powerful, so misleading".

[Arundass TP]

Thank you friend 😊

[K. Louis]

"I am a slave of my own thoughts" - nice.

[Arundass TP]

Thank you friend 😊

[red93]

Interesting Work as ever ATP - nicely worked and well put together ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

[Arundass TP]

Thank you friend 😊

[Sami Khalil]

Help, help; my thoughts are constantly controlling me. Weird things are happening all around me. Set me free from this torture.
Religion can make us slave to stupid, dumb ideas, too. Set me free.

[Arundass TP]

Sure. Thank you friend

[Sami Khalil]

Yes siiiirrrr

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It has always been interesting to me how my thoughts can control me. They are my experiences that create them, they have never been there in person, but their decisions shape me in every moment and in every matter. If you can't control the power and it controls you, it's called hubris syndrome, that must be what they called the one for thoughts. I loved your poem, sir!

[Arundass TP]

Thank you friend 😊

[Light and ashes]

There are many different types of slavery.
Well done..

[Arundass TP]

Sure, Thànk you friend 😊

[Light and ashes]

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