Liberty By Ray Subrata - Poem by Subrata Ray
My mistress adorned herself to catch my attraction,
Her countenance, in every part, got activated with emotion.
I resigned my private job, on physic pressure, and was in a crisis
I was out of the world, abandoned, a down-cast –miss.
She reacted with womanly demur,
As I had no attention to her.
While my vacant replied my state,
A vagabond with irony of Fate.
She scolded me for my foolish act,
She had little reason to tress the fact.
I found love a vain glory,
And, its kind a language lorry.
I met my friend, - Office Link,
I wish to know what he thinks.
He simply glorified me as a romantic fool,
And cited the society surface, as multi- threaded tool.
I went to my Idea Wrapped ex school teacher,
And told my story with suspense and fear.
Hearing my story he hugged me with warm-breast,
And said, -“Congratulate my son you have proved the test”
Life does not mean the death of the inner Being,
It is more of spirit than succumbing to humiliated thing.
My reality impressed the cause of bondage, -
Love to woman, and love to money, the two phase.
Liberty, I thought –the humblest life with no craving,
Isolation from within amidst thousands incessant rings.
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