Where's Freedom?
Sitting under the wings of darkness,
I always think, "Why all these happens only to me?"
Why is my life in "full of darkness"?
Is there no 'mercy' on me?
If 'yes', why?
Why should i hav been born in such an 'orthdox' family,
Who would never encourage me to move out to 'explore' things?
Sitting under the wings of darkness,
I always think, "Why all these happens only to me?"
Why is my life in "full of darkness"?
Why should i be living in this world without having rights
to even 'think' of my own?
In my life 'someone' decides about everything, even the
way i should live,
Then y am i living still?
Sitting under the wings of darkness,
I'm still thinking "would i get some light to live"?
Will i get answers for these?
or wont i get at all?
I ask to myself "Will you get freedom to explore yourself?"
Yes, i'm still searching where is freedom...
When will i get it?
Or will i just die being a 'slave' in my lifetime?
Does anyone know answers for all these......?
Hey Aish...
ReplyDeleteJust If you dont wish to be slave, then stand and comeout from the wings of darkness...
You, only u can decide how u should live..
Cheers :)
It makes me happy to see that you are up with a new poem..a poetic confessions of retrospective kind. well written and aptly narrated. Lets look forward,enjoy this short life as a butterfly,enjoy the seasons and spread the joy all around.I Love you so much.
ReplyDeleteha ha ..who ask u to go and sit under wings of darkness! come and sit in jec canteen u feel the brightness ! lol but the poem is so so good ...like a english writer seen thon ! neenga inga irukaa vendiya aaley illa
ReplyDeletehey aish.... I think its better u break up everything nd come out.... Don b too sentimental....U neednot b a slave..... Wen other ppl doesnt kno to respect ur feelings...
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