Wednesday, March 2, 2011

October Madness

When tight comes the grip

Caught unawares

Seldom can one wriggle free

Of this October madness

With each turn for freedom

Ever deeper the web is spun

Pocket holes for air to sustain life

Choked up yet freely breathing you remain

The madness catches you

Twist, turn and make you burn

But alas one wishes to remain

Caught ever more deeper in it

With the birth of new hopes for every hope that got killed

One knows the worth of October

That with faith calm becomes the madness