Hands Tied Poem by KUNAL SETH

Hands Tied, closed lies
Life in full bloom but breathing denied.
Couldn’t fly zeal expired
Crawled to the next seat that was occupied.

Waves in the air, air in the waves
Is it a part of the hollow inside?
Lost sweat, lost force
No heaviness on the leaf, no pride.

Hands tied felt light
Inhaled darkness while being survived
Imagined daylight, imagined deprived
Eventually it’s the dull silence of being fragile.

Revolting nerves, broken ships of hopes floating aside
Dissolved in blood between the streets of desire
Means to the end, end to the means
Something, which we always agreed.

Hands Tied, Diminished sight
Forbidden land forgotten tribe
Lived one emotion another died

Ropes will be cut, Price would be paid
We will wake up though by then it’ll be stale.