Bondage

Poem By Agata Konopka

Bound by my will
Sacrificed by my dream
I kneel before you
Hoping some day I can repay
The bondage you have kept me in
Freedom given by way of these chains
In guise of master and slave
My soul flew
Leaving behind responsibility
Bureaucracy
Diplomacy
Pain whipping at my breast
Dissipates at the stirring in my loins
Wounds ancient in their design
Shrivel at the bruises
Shimmering in their freshness
Escaping steam in the form of morning dew
In my garden
Where thorns on roses be found

Comments about Bondage

The sexual connotations are very obvious. Yes you have written this very well. MM
I understand a great depth in this work. Again I say how much I am learning about my fellow poets MM
Well, you must be eating the right food, drinking the proper wine and the Gods must be smiling on your talent. I liked this very much. H
Hi Agata...this is fantastic...I very much enjoyed this...this really make one think on all levels...very well done... Lare Austin


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