Aniruddha Pathak

Rookie - 254 Points (25.05.1941 / Godhra - Gujarat)

The Mirage - Poem by Aniruddha Pathak

Man’s search for freedom finds few fruits for long,
Long as in deep fear of freedom he is,
When out of tune he sings liberty’s song,
For, freedom’s not bequeathed as heaven’s bliss;
Man may oft find cosy a prison wall,
As warm and safe feels loving heart’s bondage,
Comes freedom calling when a duty’s call,
Man’s conscience in conflict while in cage,
The seeker seems in no search for few more
Roses reared with thorns of old memory,
Nor yet oases at desert’s dry shore,
And oft too tall a task makes him weary.

All my search seeks today is a couplet,
To end my quest and rest snug with sonnet!
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- Sonnets, Tongue-in-cheek | 07.08.11 |

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 28, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, November 27, 2013

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