I put the leash On the collar Holding it back Keeping it safe I set the rules Punished, if violated Rewarded, if it was followed I set the path That right one For I know What’s right And what it takes To survive Made of safety nets Woven from the yarn of rules I create Continue reading “The maze wins”
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On the preset trail
Is your life today what you pictured a year ago? On a preset path The escalator moves On its preset speed Some run, to move faster Some stay static Holding the moving rails Each reaching Sooner or later At the same exit Did I think I would reach there? As I look back I say,Continue reading “On the preset trail”
Words out of the Cage
Few words escaped my clamped cage grouping together They climbed up on the stage They were incitedby the persuasive thought One that ignited the mindto go boldly, beyond the taught In a group there is a shared courageAfraid and trembling, no moreThey stand together on the stageUp on the stage They gather up in aContinue reading “Words out of the Cage”
Silent, muffled, shout
What should I wearTo hide myselfIsn’t the skin enough?It keeps me wrapped up EncasedEntrapped What should I wearto save myself Isn’t this tough hide enough?It keeps me protectedArmoured CocoonedWhat should I wear to be accepted Isn’t this colour correct?It keeps me camouflaged UniformBlendedWhat should I sayTo be heardIsn’t the scream loud?It keeps me in tuneSilentMuffledYetContinue reading “Silent, muffled, shout”
I fit in. That’s a crime
I don’t belongBut I stayEvery nightEvery dayI am not wrongYet I changeUnnoticed That’s strangeI am not me it’s fine I fit inThat’s crimeI am happythey do sayEvery nightEvery day
Five year old again
When I grow up, I will be free Ha ha When I was five year old. I wanted to be big. Big enough to do whatever I wanted No one to tell me what I must do Or what I shouldn’t Big enough To be free When I grew up I got educated I learntContinue reading “Five year old again”
मुखौटे
ऐसा कुछ है जो भूल गया शायद कोई बात है जो कहते कहते रह गया। थोड़ी हिचक थोड़ी शर्म रोक टोक और अनदेखा भ्रम। ज़िन्दगी की सीख से चुनी रसमों की दीवारों में सही और गलत रंग की सियाही से लिखे दकियानूसी रिवाजों ने एक एक कर दफनाया है कई सहमें से ख्वाबों को। ऐसेContinue reading “मुखौटे”
