To & For The Misfits
Miras Jared Daliya 2002 (Mussoorie)
I don’t apologize if I don’t fit into your family rules,
My kind wasn’t meant to be with family.
I won’t tell you that those relationships are as good as dead,
You’ll only say that I fail to keep others.
I know where I stand and where others once stood,
My walk wasn’t made for everyone to walk alongside.
Those who did walk kept it secret,
That’s why they last as long as they do.
I wasn’t meant to play well with others,
I let truthful phrases out of my mouth,
I didn’t understand what a filter was.
Honesty wasn’t the best policy,
It was the harmful one.
I realized why lies were the real currency in speech.
They had a charm that made the truth appear like blasphemy.
Historically speaking,
That’s when I truly realized I was a sociopath,
Guilt meant nothing in the face of truth.
So I write my truth,
No matter how broken or hurt,
I write it so that you can indeed see me as I am.
Social acceptance means less than ignorance for me.
I had the habit of baring my teeth,
I had the habit of growling,
When I didn’t like what I saw or heard.
Observation makes it hard to refrain from reacting.
You see right and wrong,
Because you cannot know a mess if you’re in it.
You only see it when you take a few steps back.
Maybe this balcony view is lonely,
But it’s better than being a part of the mess.
I had a fire within me when I was born,
As a toddler I wasn’t understood,
My childhood held the very embers,
Of a remnant fire.
A few blows brought it all back.
The coals were waiting for me to light myself on fire,
The rest enjoyed the show.
About this poem
This is the 3rd poem from my latest book in the Mortala Trilogy on Amazon titled Anemoia. The title is from the dictionary of obscure sorrows and means “nostalgia for a time you’ve never known”, Mortala on the other hand means “unrelenting or deadly; involving loss of divine grace or spiritual death.”
Written on December 31, 2021
Submitted by mirasdaliya on August 28, 2022
Modified on March 05, 2023
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Quick analysis:
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Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 1,579 |
Words | 344 |
Stanzas | 5 |
Stanza Lengths | 8, 7, 7, 9, 7 |
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