Prisoner Is The Mind Poem by Aniruddha Pathak

Way up in my life adding years to age,
I picked notions that I for long did cage,
Which when wiser enough was to well think,
I cast aside steadily one by one,
The inner me when nodded with warm wink:
Tell me who does liberate feel, my son!

Constricting notions let loose when to flee,
Once prisoners of my mind were set free,
The jailbirds that’d put a jailor to jail,
Holding him captive in a bond-less bind,
In no time bolted freedom to avail;
Ah, prisoner was none but my own mind!

If to forget is setting my mind free,
To forgive should be divine ecstasy!
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- Sonnets | 02.09.09 |