Flight of freedom
Her mind accepts her fate, her soul cries in rage
She sings in husky voice, perceptible enough for her ears
She shouts so loud that only her inner world hears
One day an angel flies from heaven
It unties the rope, the bird tastes freedom
Her songs are no more husky
Her shouts meek, she is no more angry
She forgets the anguish, the curse, and the times
She spreads the passion, the new contentment so divine
Alas the innocent bird in the new day
Forgets that the rope is not far away
With the charismatic freedom, she wishes to fly
Her feet, though free, her wings still cry
The realization scoffs at her, laughs aloud.
She looks dismally at the sky, covered in a blanket of clouds
Her structure may be free, but the cage is her only kingdom
Her soul is now trapped in the new caged freedom
Too late to turn back, she now lives in compassion
With her soul and wings hidden behind the flairy curtains
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January 12, 2008 at 9:05 am
[:O] You are into Poetry ???
Its nice !!
And have you related this to your life or something ??
January 20, 2008 at 4:35 am
nice, very nice…
Does then have another interpretation other than what appears to the eye?
January 20, 2008 at 2:58 pm
Yes I would like to ask the same thing. I like the structure of the poem. Something I am very critical about is the length of the poem and this seems just the right size.
January 23, 2008 at 11:12 am
Hmmm….
You seem to be a student preparing for JEE(got to know that from your profile =)) )
And, strangely enough the poem can be translated into a JEE-fight…. (A profound thinker, I am
, Don’t ask me why!! )
If you haven’t heard about ‘THE’ IIT quote(Some say, it must be made into the institution motto), it is
“If you think getting into IIT is difficult, try getting out b&%ch” =))
Well, the 3rd paragraph “She looks dismally at the sky, covered in a blanket of clouds” seems to be an odd sentence among others…I guess it needs a bit of rephrasing..
Good work on the whole
January 23, 2008 at 1:59 pm
Well the poem in more ways than one, is a personification…
Freedom is something everyone desires…
‘To spread your wings, to be free’
But on more occasions, the desire goes as something no one heeds to…
Thanks for the suggestions and the comments!!
January 23, 2008 at 2:02 pm
@ arjun
No.. I am in a school where they put your nose to the grinding stone most of the times..
So, I haven’t got to read as many story books as I would like too!!
I am definitely not preparing for JEE as I am certain that I’d not get throught 99%
That line probably needs rephrasing.. Thanks for pointing it out!!