Different types of handworks <br />we create walls to imprison us <br />manacled by societal false sense <br />when we are born free in choices <br /> <br />we lay waste to spend in trickles <br />our entire life imprisoned within <br />the confines of our own thoughts <br /> <br />why can’t we ever go beyond <br />this sordid narrow, mind-made <br />personalized sense of self <br />that is conditioned by the past? <br /> <br />it is only when we look deeper <br />we see a serene well, rivulets <br />dimensions of consciousness <br />far deeper than thought <br />the very essence of who we are <br /> <br />in all I see a presence, awareness <br />the unconditioned consciousness <br />bubbling forth to erase futilities <br />and to break my Pollsmore walls <br />to emerge victorious <br />indeed and in truth. <br /> <br />Written by <br />Dela Bobobee©<br /><br />Dela Bobobee<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/prison-walls/
