Self Control

it's a poem on self control , as the title itself suggests

SELF CONTROL
Again weak, again disconcerted
I found myself in the same jeopardy that I was always before
When to end, the problems confronted
That dire my lifestyle and make me naïf and unsure

When I look around I am aloof,
I have a few helping hands
But my situation is
akin
Raising a helpless cry from a sea unfathomable knots deep
AKIN, falling from a building and wanting not to seep
AKIN, hoping sun rise at sunset
Akin, hoping all the sky and ice would melt

And simultaneously all my feelings becoming hoof

Now a decision has been taken
A plan concocted
An anodyne kept in a keep , shaken !
And all puerile behavior pocketed


All that stood in the way
Was timid , weak self control
Now its time for a bouleversement
To bring it into the life’s scroll!