Fearful Senses

By Yaso Manaswini

A fear of pain, a fear of life,

A fear of shame, a fear of strife.

A fear so bright that forced me to see,

A path beyond dread that’d be my destiny.

A fear of death, a fear of loss,

A fear of despair sans a valid cause.

A fear so loud that forced me to hear,

A sound of hope that’d wipe away my tear.

A fear of grief, a fear of falls

A fear of lonely and darkened halls,

A fear so foul that forced me to smell,

A fragrance of trust that’d comfort me well.

A fear of want, a fear of defeat,

A fear of smiles that come with deceit,

A fear so bitter that forced me to taste,

A sweetness of faith that’d never lay waste.

A fear of greed, a greed of stealth,

A fear of sickness that’d deprive of health,

A fear so coarse that forced me to touch,

A fabric of love that I’d forever clutch.

By Yaso Manaswini