The doors all shut,
The windows tight;
Wanna exit ?
You’ve to fight
But in vain
Only
To spot ‘em again.
I just rubbed my tearful eyes
Just with a hope to abate the doubt
That even my wingless bird flew out
Leaving behind the cage n me
Only to rile a helpless me.
Now,
I’m my chum , I’m my foe
Free of glee n free of woe.
No rain lips my window glasses,
No blow blows my unseen fences,
No hand dares to knock on my door,
I don’t know I’m earless or not,
I can’t hear anymore.
I don’t know I’m blind or not,
I can’t see the path anymore.
I don’t know I’m out or in,
I don’t know of what,
I don’t know my which very sin
Threw me off the crowded scene.
I keep bustling inside the room
On and on to dig up a room
To hide myself from the silent room.
Before the silence silences me
I wanna make my final plea;-
“ I wanna die
I wanna bloom
Not race n sigh
In A SILENT ROOM .”
What is the wingless bird signifying?
ReplyDeleteApart from that the pathos was awesome
the man is more handicapped than a really handicapped person
ReplyDelete@sdg---yeah evn i thought so...,man u r too explicit..well done!
ReplyDeletegreat yaar....
ReplyDeleteU are the most creative person i have ever seen who can really advertise those creations..
u rock man...