By Lekha murali
Through the labyrinths of a rigid society,
Gropes for freedom –
A shackled mind
Probing the myriad depths of the universe
Is an unfeeling heart –
In quest for joy
Alas! we know not,
To search within ourselves,
To look at the rendition of life
Not heed the blemish,
But, to rejoice in its blessings, is mirth itself
To unshackle the mind from prejudice and bias,
Rise above narrow divisions;
Is what freedom is all about.
Excellent poem. ☺☺
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Very poignant!
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Love the ending 🙂
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Thank you for being specific. I am glad it has the same impact on you the way I wrote it.
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So much of the world today needs to hear your powerful poem!!
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Never would’ve thought of this poem as powerful. Thank you for your comment.
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