I have locked myself in here,
Why don’t I go out there?
Don’t I hold my freedom dear?
So, I sneak out clandestinely,
To make my first move towards my family
But what I see is the absence of love, compassion, warmth and humility.
The streets are crowded with so many pseudo- intellectuals,
Who profess to follow so many ‘isms’
Till I found that they hold nothing dearer than materialism.
The rich want a catch,
The poor want to snatch,
In this game, ‘everybody is at scratch’
Women complain of being exploited,
Men retort as being targeted,
There’s a need for these jargons to be deconstructed.
I found out my way through somehow,
And came across a blood-soaked dove,
She said, “This is the worth of peace my love!”
Strangulated, I return back to my prison
Because I find no reason,
To live freely in a world full of treason.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Алишер Навои – Не в камфарной ли одежде этот кипарис прямой
- Sonnet 123: No, Time, thou shalt not boast that I do change by William Shakespeare
- Mother by Sachin Yadav (Pen Name: Rahul Nachhiketa)
- Анатолий Жигулин – Береза
- The Sacrifice Of Iphigenia
- In spring and summer winds may blow by Walter Savage Landor
- Double Ballade Of Primitive Man poem – Andrew Lang poems
- The Nights Remember by Sara Teasdale
- Юнна Мориц – Это вьюги хрустящий калач
- Night At The Marina by Shreekumar Varma
- When I Looked At You by Patrick Neo Mabiletsa
- Christmas Oratio by W H Auden
- The Hock-cart, or Harvest Home by Robert Herrick
- The Great Lament Of My Obscurity Three by Tristan Tzara
- On Visiting The Tomb Of Burns poem – John Keats poems
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
