We are restricted to follow the system,
Why did they make such a system?
Which took the real freedom far away
Made us understand the definition
Not considering the real freedom of flyingMy perspective is limited to
The world I am living in
I want to discover this world,
The world I want to live inWho will let me free from this prison?
Who will set me up from this horizon?
I wish I had wings to fly
So that I wouldn’t need any help to glideThey say there are many world that exist
I want to discover them all, if it was in clinch,
How I want to live those lives
Truly yet partially understand their lifeIt sounds like a fairy tale story
But, thoughts have the power to fulfil
Thou, there might be road blocks on the way
Still, the road is wide open if you break free
Tag: thoughts
Broken Aspiration
I am tired of chasing after you
I feel i am without breathe
running for you like a crazy fish
trying to catch it’s prey in the deep blueIt doesn’t make sense to reach you
when you seem so far away out of sight
hovering as a blur image in my mindThe society takes turn to explain me
how important it is to have you
but, who will tell them
its me who has to take the pain
in deciding whom and what to chooseFinally, when i think i know what to do
a storming session of questions await me
why do you choose what you choose?Its so unfair, but that’s society
hitting you from all corners
trying to entice you to do mistakes
so that they can have a say or two
On meeting a Stranger
When someone approaches a stranger, the vortex of thoughts strangle them to a limit!
Sharing a perspective:
I am a stranger trying hard
to understand the impossible
trying hard to know what is
and what’s not acceptable
You may want to trust me but
it’s hard to predict what you think
I am a stranger trying hard
to understand the feeling
When I thought I knew things
i was pulled back to eternity
just made me realize it’s a
deeper sea level of feelings
How strange is life in a way?
you don’t know how to judge things
even though you are trying hard
it just keeps on reflecting
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Complexity
Trying to understand the simplicity
without knowing the complexity
i plunge into to find out
with no experience of diversityDoes this make sense to you?
souring beneath and understanding
there is no ending from where i began
how well it was simplified
it baffled me from insidehard to believe what i saw
i couldn’t figure out what to do
there were no pearls in the ocean
which i came looking to ..I took the wrong track,
deceived in words and trust,
I was shattered and terrified
there was nothing i could do,
felt so helpless,
it was like drowning in the deep blue