Darling, darling Fear
Like a cold, rattling wind you blow
Flooding my skies dark
Swords of sorrow you wield
Seeds of darkness you sow
You spread your roots deep
You find ways to secrets I keep
Mourning every ounce of joy
Every failure of mine you reap
Every day, I see you in a million eyes
In every subdued gasp
For you’re everywhere, all the time
You’re painted across my skies
But I wish you could see, my friend
That you know not how to obscure
I’ve learned to shatter your darkness
Into a million shades of azure.
You painted me a freak of nature
Asymmetry’s poster child
Flawed in every direction
Untamed, dirty, vile
But darling, darling Fear
Little do you know
That I’ve learnt to create masterpieces
From the seeds you did once sow
The thought of you won’t faze me
I wear it in six yards of pride
For you might live beside me
But I’ll give you no place to hide.
Darling, darling Fear
Like a cold, rattling wind you blow
But from your every cut that ran deep
Rivers of colour will flow
And I’ll take those colours
Every drop of every hue
And splatter them across those skies
That you convinced me weren’t blue
For my asymmetry doesn’t faze me
I thought this, you should know
It is art, I’ve learned to create from it
And in this creating
I’ll create a thousand ways to grow.
The third poem of the series, penned down by Angad Gummaraju talks of using art as a means to cross the boundaries that fear inherently draws around us.
In addition to being the creator of the above words, Angad also designed the artwork that you see along with the poem. He is the first member from the Type B Poetry Team to be featured in this series.
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