For Ashraf-Your Majesty Poem by ismael subba

Is it a crime
to make a try to fly
In the dense jungle
of principles hollow lies....?

thoughts
when passed
through their bodies
like arrow
they started making
bows of scam...
Now we know
that!

Your honour!

the parrot in cage
never leaves to sing
freedoms song...
just like that
poetry never stops
speaking truths language..

though poet
meets the land
thoughts protest
from ordinary minds....

Are thoughts
Handicapped
in your eyes!

No Your Majesty, No!
You hang thoughts to death
along with me....
but it might have
gave born
already, ...
many more poet like me...
Unaccountable poetry...

as we cant stop
winds blow, , .
cant stop rivers waves
and neither can stop sunrays..
just alike
do you have power
to imprison me...?

There are many more
just like me...
Might be by their voices
gain fire of consciousness
on your mind....

Your Majesty....
thats it!
I rest my statement...