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Democracy will not come
Today, this year
Through compromise and fear.
And an orator said, 'Speak to us of Freedom.'
And he answered:
In a beautiful butterfly,
Your face comes so true to me.
Through a pretty butterfly
The anguish of the earth absolves our eyes
Till beauty shines in all that we can see.
War is our scourge; yet war has made us wise,
And, fighting for our freedom, we are free.
And the weaver said, 'Speak to us of Clothes.'
And he answered:
Music is freedom that relentlessly exists
Freedom of speech
Freedom of thought
Freedom of creativity
Freedom from fear is the freedom
I claim for you my motherland!
She is not hard like iron
But her softness works in her favor
She dares not to walk in midnight
Into the world of thieves and abductors
No bitterness: our ancestors did it.
They were only ignorant and hopeful, they wanted freedom but wealth too.
Their children will learn to hope for a Caesar.
Or rather- for we are not aquiline Romans but soft mixed colonists-
They tell me
'Freedom is never free.'
I know that-
More than most realize.
I'm a white rose pure and innocent
Pluck me not for your momentary pleasures
Crush me not to be found after years
In the books among the shelves
In alien lands I keep the body
Of ancient native rites and things:
I gladly free a little birdie
At celebration of the spring.
You waste the attention of your eyes,
the glittering labour of your hands,
and knead the dough enough for dozens of loaves
of which you'll taste not a morsel;
Then a hermit, who visited the city once a year, came forth and said, 'Speak to us of Pleasure.'
And he answered, saying:
A free bird leaps on the back
Of the wind and floats downstream
Till the current ends and dips his wing
In the orange suns rays
Everyone suddenly burst out singing;
And I was filled with such delight
As prisoned birds must find in freedom,
Winging wildly across the white
Everything except language
knows the meaning of existence.
Trees, planets, rivers, time
know nothing else. They express it
There in the middle of the field, by the side of a crystalline stream, I saw a bird-cage whose rods and hinges were fashioned by an expert's hands. In one corner lay a dead bird, and in another were two basins - one empty of water and the other of seeds. I stood there reverently, as if the lifeless bird and the murmur of the water were worthy of deep silence and respect - something worth of examination and meditation by the heard and conscience.
As I engrossed myself in view and thought, I found that the poor creature had died of thirst beside a stream of water, and of hunger in the midst of a rich field, cradle of life; like a rich man locked inside his iron safe, perishing from hunger amid heaps of gold.
In this era, we have lost our freedom
Covid-19 has emerged uninvited into our Kingdom
It is spoken man is born equal and free
To a degree the world disagrees
Freedom, you are the pride of Bengal
Freedom, you are the right of Bengali
Freedom, you are the light of life path
Freedom, you are built with the blood of Bengali!
Stop it! Quit being hypocritical about freedom
What type or what kind that you are talking about?
Be serious! Keep on talking about freedom
Until you drive me to boredom
The bells of freedom are ringing.
If I could touch that sacred brass,
Just beyond my desperate grasp.
I see,freedom seized with bravery,
Freedom of a sneeze
Freedom to burp
Freedom to be shielded from hurt
Freedom and freedom,
Freedom from poverty
Freedom from religion
Freedom from life itself.
Here is the critical appreciation of my poem 'SOMETHING I LOOK AT -52' by non-other than Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil, an eminent poet and internationally acclaimed literary critic and eminent poetess ma'am Nandita Samanta in beautiful words. Thanks and gratitude to Cijo sir and ma'am Nandita Samant for their wonderful words of appreciation
Freedom has always been one of the most important topics for poets down ages. Because it’s the innate right that humans have had since birth. Some poets write poems describing the beauty of it, and others write to remind people to struggle to have it. PoemHunter.com has a collection of the most famous poems about freedom by classical and modern poets such as ‘Ode to Liberty’ by Percy Shelley, ‘Freedom’ by Helen Hunt Jackson, and ‘Freedom’s Plow’ by Langston Hughes.