SANITY

Oh maiden O’ mine,

Hand me over that drop;

For I need to hold on, need to prop.

Oh sweet lady O’ mine,

I want to hang on to my sanity,

Don’t want to lose myself to vanity.

Hand me over that last drop,

For I need some clarity;

I want to escape,

Escape from this world of cruelty,

Where lads and lasses are engaged in enmity.

I don’t want to succumb just now,

For I have made a vow;

Oh maiden O’ mine,

Hand me over that last drop of sanity.

Don’t lure me in,

No, no, I am not keen;

I have a mountain of sins.

Oh no, don’t you beckon me,

I cannot summon a smile, you see.

Leave me with the vestiges of my profanity;

No longer will I be fooled by their silver-tongued oratory.

’tis a world’s vindictive ploy,

Enchants and charms us in a manner so coy.

But I am no fool,

I won’t drool.

I am just a human;

Don’t want to surrender to the insanity,

For my deeds will be known in infamy.

Oh sweet lady O’ mine,

I just want to hang on to the last thread of sanity.

© Sohinee Dey

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This poem is originally posted on Spillwords. The image used is not my own. I am only the owner of the words. Hope you enjoy reading it. Would love to hear your thoughts. ❤