Aftab Alam

Gold Star - 39,838 Points (15 th April 1967 / RANCHI,)

My Freedom (No.1) - Poem by Aftab Alam

Someone came and shot an arrow
What kind of freedom you need?

For a while I was silent and took
A deep breath and replied

I want to die my own death
Or Death, fighting for the right
Without fear and fret and buried
Deep down without any tears
And this should be for all
I don’t need any boundaries
To cage me or someone
Freedom to choose any faith
Without any compulsion
Freedom to love living being
Freedom: live and let live

He left and came next day
“What about your food? ”
There’s no problem at all, said I
“Believe in Divine Providence”

Comments about My Freedom (No.1) by Aftab Alam

  • Wahab Abdul (5/23/2013 9:00:00 AM)

    wow, you pick up from the 3rd stanza... and its a lovely thought.. love it.. (Report) Reply

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  • Sallam Yassin (5/22/2013 1:20:00 PM)

    see. he don't know you man hhh
    great piece for peace / well done
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  • (5/22/2013 9:55:00 AM)

    See, he was just hungry, poor guy. (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (5/22/2013 1:45:00 AM)

    A beautiful concept of freedom! ! No fuss about Faith or Religion! No narrow boundaries! ! Choosing one's own life and one's own death! ! The policy of 'Live and Let Live'! Great! ! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 22, 2013

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