Letting the doves fly away one by one

Written by Dr.A aka Lecinqblog

I am letting them fly away,
The doves that i had carefully locked up
in the prison of my heart
the doves they caused me pain
while they flapped their wings
locked inside the prison of my mind

I needed to
to let my mind
let go off the pain
The doves are nothing but
painful memories
ghots from the past
impulsive mistakes
greusome awareness of being violated
The doves with their flapping wings
They wanted to go out of the prison
and relieve me of the burden

But I held on
afraid everyone would see
as drones of doves fly out of my window
I held on
till one day
I was suffocated
with the memory of it all

Beggars on the street
slyly watching to see
If I ever open my window
I stood there behind the window
the closed window of my palace
feeling afraid to let the sunshine in
desperately wanting to breathe fresh air

I wanted you to go away,
and never come back
yet, you came by my street
every now and then
in clever disguises
thinking you could check on me
creepily keeping tabs
 me ,
whom you humiliated once upon a time,
for fear ,lest the thief of your own heart  be exposed,
you abadoned me.

So, I kept my window closed,
of fear to come across you and
the scortching heat of memories
flooding through those windows,
paining my eyes.
that are by now used to darkeness
but today,
I let the doves out,
all of them,
I drove them out
i dusted my palace,
I let sunshine in again
I don't care if you stand there in my streetcorner
like a beggar
like a spy
I don't care
I never look down at the streetcorner these days
I just look up as all the doves are flying away
into the horizon
And I suddenly notice
the sun at the horizon and the skies
and for a moment
i forget about the beggar at the streetcorner