Entwined Briers


I want to give her wings,
Help her fly,
And release her from the confinement of strings.

I desire to give her the world,
Gift her the beautiful vistas,
And dress her in a gold purl.

And I want to watch her break free,
Like some unstoppable wind,
Spinning wild in her own spree.

But all I can offer her,
Is a genuine smile,
A clear intention,
A beguile thought with no ill wile.

When I saw her through my heart,
She had the wings,
She consumed the universe,
And all its parts,
For she was in possession,
Of every one of desires,
And I failed to see,
Caught in my own entwined brier.

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

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