Tuesday, June 3, 2014

At ease

I feed on feedback
Even while I stand on my feet or stretch my back
I never feel under attack
In a open field i remain an unread bulletin pinned under a tac

A closed book I sit on a shelf
Clothes took  to fit  myself
Life's story  foreseen
I'm stitched inside these four seams

Reliving the  good days
Why can't I  remain in this daze
I don't regret my past
For  its time already passed
I remain at peace 
After all I'm still in one piece