Of freedom,
Bound within
Acceptance.
Bound within
Acceptance.
Not, let free
In typecast stereotypes.
In typecast stereotypes.
I've wondered
Ever so often
What defines me-
Ever so often
What defines me-
The willingness to be me;
Or the obligation otherwise
Or the obligation otherwise
Answers elude.
Till then I'm bound to be
Free, to be pigeonholed.
4 March, 2011
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nice poem
To be made to accept other people's views
and then be able to smile hiding all the bruise
and proclaim aloud, my self never did I lose
Is freedom the ability to choose?
SM, thank you.
Govind, thank you too. Freedom? I wonder. The ability to choose? Gone! So where is the defiance? That was one rant, wasn't it? As most others here, are :)