Apparently looking problems actually...
Have a lot of complications in everything!
For the sake of adjusting ourselves to....
The beloved ones, we are caught in webs!
Shackling off all webs is a great ordeal
As big as Herculean tasks in the world!
On such circumstances, if we think of our
Freedom, we feel like a speck in Space...!
What and where one can get relief from
All these webs of problems never ending
As the endless insects coming out of the
Pandora's box one after the other sans end?
Freedom can be enjoyed only where there is
Peace of mind....., otherwise it's only a dream!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Freedom can be enjoyed only when there is peace of mind, otherwise the freedom too becomes virtual just like the virtual reality gifted to us by the internet/ web pages and clouds. Enjoyed the thought provoking poem. Thanks for sharing.10 points.