[Author's Note: In my day to day life I feel as if I have become the world's counselor, listening to so many unhappy, unfulfilled friends and acquaintances. It is because we have complicated our lives so much that we cannot extract ourselves from the web we've woven ourselves into. This poem is dedicated to the need to simplify one's life in order to be content in it.]
No escape from life's spider web…
countless Daedalean
criss-crossing strands
ensure that
the web
is
spun
the weave,
the warp,
wrenched tight
distractions and disturbances…
so many sticky
situations that prevail
staving any
possibility
of
peace
the sweetness
the seduction
ensepulcher
preoccupations and perplexities…
discontented destinies
living lamentably
woven into a
world devoid
of
wishes
no dreams
no defense
dilemmas and difficulties…
feeling forever entrapped
fumbling through
unfulfilled in a
web of your
own
making
cry failure
cry freedom
unfettered and uncomplicated…
unburden your existence
unencumbered days
will be deliverance
from the strands
of
entanglement
