Why pick those threads of virtue

which needle your every thought?

When such dogmas stitch and sew

to tailor you with a knot.

Let the tongue utter your mind,

and unbutton the desires.

Tho the words seem undefined-

they roll to kindle fire.

The coat of colourful wits-

deep within the soul bird knits.

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About Rahul Aithal

I am from Mumbai, India. Composing poems gives me immense pleasure. Few poetic sites I write on are - poemhunter.com, poeticvoice.ning.com, poetfreak.com and, recently Avant-Garde-Writer's Haven (on Facebook). You could browse my other writes on my private blog, rahulaithal.blogspot.com. I am glad to have joined this site, thanks to Louis. I hope to add value and get the group going.

12 thoughts on “Unknot

  1. suzette portes san jose

    each virtue made us whole but we are so imperfect some didn’t exist in our hearts as visions of our desire dictates our mind so does wisdom to choose and utter what is right and wrong that becomes a choice… a thought-provoking dear 🙂

  2. vatsala radhakeesoon

    Lovely poem calling for the need to break all bonds and live life with much spontaneity.
    Beautiful imagery!


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