Why do I need it to have some meaning?
I ask myself everyday
Can’t some of it just be without meaning?
Without sense
Without direction
Just without anything
Just be what it is
Without a tag
Like you and me
We could just be
Why does everything in the world
Have to be labelled
Fall into categories
That most often than not begin and end with ownership
If I remove “my” tags
Father
Mother
Sister
brother
Lover
friend
husband
If you were not tagged as mine
Will we still be, what we are?
Will there still be love?
Will you still be on my side?
would it be any different?
This – what we are now-
will you feel
free?
Will I?
Sashikala Premawardhane
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August 24, 2015 at 11:13 am
This reminds me of the poetry book I’m reading these days. Fernando Pessoa’s A Little Larger Than the Universe: Selected Poems. He says stuff like this. It has meaning. And I loved it. Your poem I mean. Great job x
August 24, 2015 at 11:13 am
thank u so much 🙂