Repressed emotions
are all frozen
as big sleets of ice
stuck up
at the sea-bottom
soiled with callous corals
of tortured self
dwarfing the joy-surge
belittling the will
to live on...
Better shed torrents
of salty and warm water
in the secret terrain
for melting down
all pinching sorrow-cubes,
to lighten mind
chronically chained
in heavy weight
and feel ever lightened,
to brighten the path
to a happy life,
with a euphoric sigh
of relief to soul
enjoying the oscillation
so inevitable in life
in the harsh world of reality.
