Here I – – – – -Write A Poem

When life goes heavy
With jagged trivialities
Burdensome with bossy anxieties
Feel like some dictators dictating
Every move my step takes
From how I prepare an omelette
To what I watch on T.V.
Mind becomes jam packed
With endless sermons
From all directions
Every one clamors for a right
To give me an advice
I try to breathe
Fresh air
To wriggle me out
From the clumsy mess
And to stand in the golden sunlight
Of the morning sun
And inhale the sweetness
Of a flower of new bloom.