Prime Truth - 87 Poem by Pranab K Chakraborty

Pranab k c
28/07/2014

cages are not cold
cold are the wings
whom you taught
beauty to battle
against caging

you means another imprisoned
trapped by your own passion
enjoyment and renunciation

caged animal if get opportunity
takes advantage
to fly or to escape
but you never
never think
to modify
graph engraved
to your system

a passage yet
plays its autonomy
initiated by the fear of death
finally death itself

before the best
different dimension
flirting you the authority
create and destruct
when and which want

authoritative estimation
infiltrates caging passion
and gradually to gear up
own catastrophe of diffusion!