It was when Fear ruled my heart;
With a face pale and eyes red,
I would catch the closest, dearest hand.
Soothe myself with companionship
With dreams shaped and acts planned.
Bound by fear and shackled by love,
Life seemed to make the perfect sense.
When I thought I had no boundaries defined;
Was when I staunchly had built a fence.
The day when Freedom knocked my door, Disillusionment came along.
But gradually, the eyes twinkled,
And danced away with great aplomb.
With no hand to hold or fear defined.
I now walk like a bare soul.
Where the deafening silence envelopes me,
Where misery, derision & temerity unfold.
Blessed with seclusion, I wondered what it meant.
When life defined freedom with its knowledge profuse;
I curved my lips with a smile of consent
And freedom became another word for nothing left to lose…
Now that's a tuli poetry!! Awesome, yaar!!
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ReplyDelete“Freedom” - always wanted by everybody, by the one who lives on streets and by one who live in the biggest of the houses of the world. Reason – slavery not wanted, it demeans us. Doesn’t it feel like Alice falling through the rabbit hole? Freedom is has a tacit meaning and understanding. We live in limited freedom – only the limits keep changing, As you move through different phases of life, as you make and give up relations, as you pick up and give up needs and prioritise. When all these reach a “self-consented” equilibrium – that’s what is individuals freedom though, may not mean the same for others. It’s a balance of the quantum, where the mind doesn’t feel bound…
dont know much about poetry....so cant apprecaite it completely....but what i understood....it sounded like a paradoxical meaning of freedom...may be b'coz the meaning of freedom differs from person to person....but anyways...its a awesome 'piece of literature'...
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