Someday, somewhere
In not too distant a future
I shall be enslaved
Shackled and bound
By the diktat
Of the regime
I who thought
That I shall always soar high!!
Is this hallucination?
Or a dream?
For am I not
Fettered already?
Makes me wonder
Was I ever free?
Or, is freedom
A mirage?!!
About Me
- Muthu
- I am still trying to figure myself out. A loony Cancerian, tough Mom, free spirit, passionate about my beliefs....
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4 comments:
People say it is better that earlier realise that everything you aspire for is nothing but a mirage. But, it is equally difficult live on with that realisation.
Beautifully written poem :-)
Yes it is indeed difficult but one continues to aspire to understand the very nature of aspiration thus making it bearable to live with the realization......
Thanks a ton Paresh. Your appreciation means a lot!!
very thoughtful and beautifully written muthu.., i like it..
freedom coming think of it..where is it..?
are we not bound by some thing or the other?...if not..
Are we not bound by our own conscience..?
Bojawa, thank you so much for the compliment. As for the question you posed, I had written this while attending a human rights conference in 2003....came upon that piece of paper when I settling into the new place. Over the years the piece took on a life of its own and acquired new meanings.......and your questions only got me thinking....
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