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Barbed Fence

A loss of mobility due to a depressive mind. Every day bringing in heavy steps in spite of freshness all around.

barbed-fence

The day begins with a rush of oxygen
Out on my terrace the sparrows get busy
Cacophony of chirps and tweets
floats in with a senseless glee
I strain a cup of tea
and look out at the morning light,
The sun changes in mood every time
Sometimes cheerful and sometimes filled with gloom
Mirroring a never-ending cycle of pitch and bass.

Recluse and unsocial they mutter under breath
but the door is closed, so are the senses.
The morning sky and evening breeze
are allowed to brush past but not escape
The foot falters at the door
with every attempt it pushes back at the bounded thrall.

Mountains and valleys buses and traffic
Roads that lead to radiance
A mind with all the intention
but a vile lack of logic
wrapped in a failure of motion
pulps the muscles and vessels,
The threshold cages every step
With every pitfall a little bit more.

A hallowed domain chalked out by walls
Connections fade
as habit becomes a norm.
Seeped in a loathsome self-assurance
that tomorrow I will be in form.

© 2020 Tiyasha Maitra

Comments

Tiyasha Maitra (author) from Gurgaon on May 10, 2020:

Thanks Mr. Bhatt.

Umesh Chandra Bhatt from Kharghar, Navi Mumbai, India on May 10, 2020:

Well written poem.

Tiyasha Maitra (author) from Gurgaon on May 04, 2020:

I am glad you enjoyed the poem Jason. Hope this situation is controlled soon and you can go out for a pleasant walk in the park with your dog. Stay safe my friend.

Jason Nicolosi from AZ on May 04, 2020:

This was a deep and moving poem. I really enjoyed it. I haven't been out of my house for a long time. I keep busy so the time seems to ticks by fast. I do miss going to the park with the dog. Nice job Tiyasha.

Tiyasha Maitra (author) from Gurgaon on May 04, 2020:

Thanks for reading Brenda. Yes, the isolation is quite demoralising. But I am also lucky enough to go for rounds in my housing complex. Would go mad otherwise. Stay safe.

BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on May 04, 2020:

I would hate to be trapped without opening the door to hear the sweet birds or feel the air upon my face.

The isolation is difficult right now but luckily I get outside.

Nice write

Tiyasha Maitra (author) from Gurgaon on May 03, 2020:

Thanks Lora.

Yes, the pandemic has completely dampened the atmosphere. Hope things stabilize soon. Hope you and your family are doing alright. Stay safe.

Lora Hollings on May 03, 2020:

Powerful writing Tiyasha! Your poem's thoughtful words capture a feeling of helplessness and even claustrophobia of being trapped by this pandemic. The uncertainty of when it will be all over intensifies our sadness but somehow we know that we have to keep going as there will be better days ahead. An excellent write!

Tiyasha Maitra (author) from Gurgaon on May 02, 2020:

Thanks Lorna,

Yes depression can create a caged feeling. I am glad you liked it. I am doing well. Hope you are doing fine as well. Waiting anxiously for the covid situation to improve.

John, yes the beauty of the surroundings contrasted with an unknown depressive inner war is what I have tried to convey. Hope you are doing well. Thanks for reading.

Patty,

I am glad you liked the line. Thanks for reading.

John Hansen from Queensland Australia on May 02, 2020:

Excellent poetry Tiyasha. Looking around the day is beautiful, sun shining, birds singing. Life seems wonderful, but it is the invisible foe that makes many of us cower in our homes afraid of the unknown.

Patty Florence from Illinois on May 02, 2020:

"roads that lead to radiance", nice wording!

Lorna Lamon on May 02, 2020:

I feel you have portrayed the anguish of depression and the debilitating state it can leave you in extremely well in this poem Tiyasha. Your poem highlights the dark and light within the mood and that sense of being trapped with no escape. A very realistic image, sensitively told. Very moving Tiyasha. I hope you are well my friend.

Tiyasha Maitra (author) from Gurgaon on May 02, 2020:

Thanks for reading Liz. I have written it in such a way that it remains open for various interpretations.

Liz Westwood from UK on May 02, 2020:

This is an interesting and atmospheric poem. It reminds me on a wider scale of a news article I read today about border fences going up again in Europe as a result of COVID-19.