A few words uttered, barely a smile passed
And I was in love
It took so little, on your part
And already I was a prisoner
My freedom was all I had
It was my joy, my pride, my gain
Without knowing, you took it away
And I offered it, in vain
I want to break free from the bondage,
The snare of love I'm caught in
I long to feel the air on my skin
Of freedom, I long to sing
It's so unfair that the fire
That gives you warmth, makes me burn
Love that builds you up
Tears me apart.
Love ek ehsaas hai choo jaye jise woh khaas hai, kuch khushi kuch gham deta hai ye....kehta nahin kuch lekin karwata hai yeh....This came to my mind after reading your lovely poem.....100 on 10.
It’s so unfair that the fire That gives you warmth, makes me burn Love that builds you up Tears me apart. Fire is the same but effects are different, one is only warm like gases who don't have a regular shape, become light and go up. The other is a solid, warmed till it its warmth reaches the melting point, is melted and turns into a liquid, a boiling liquid. Perhaps that is the difference of a man and a woman.
Hi Nosheen, It is so unfair that........the love that builds you up tears me apart The contrasting emotions built up by the nice choice of words brings out extra-ordinary poetry. Enjoyed reading. Congrats.
The complexity of feelings, the loss of freedom and a plea to feel the air once again on the skin. The poem actually speaks of the love of freedom and independence. Ensnared by the surrendering of self.
A candid and compelling cry for freedom!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A breathtaking picture of a man hit by Cupid. Ensnared by love, he declares 'I want to break free from the bondage' but it is not so easy to wriggle out. It looks like a running commentary. Wonderful poem. Thanks.