Seeker Poet

I promised a star tonight I'll meet you Other Side On the other Cheek of Earth Under Grace of God divine I'll tread and roam beyond On the oceanic desert bliss Over barren-greener ground Over man-made border stitch 'I' being a feather aboard Float right above the seam With eyes to halts of time Frozen in my molten being As i wait along the journey Changing shapes and face of mine I'll chase the fading silhouette To meet you Other Side. © Mohammad Shahnawaz 2015

You don't need to answer. I won't say never. But most of the always you seriously don't need to answer. Not to the world, not even to yourself. You are free. We all are. But we do cage ourselves, often we do let people build walls around us. We suffocate in those walls. But we keep on bearing those walls in the name of love, society, discipline and so many orthodox empty orders.                I don't mean to condemn the above mentioned elements, but the truth is everything feels good only if it's not pushed on us, even God has granted us free will; so how can the world so ethically and unethically place boundations on us?       I find it funny as well as critical how society writes some non sense on paper and call them 'rules'. They push poison down our throat in the name of medicine. They try to steal what God gifted us: Free will. They don't want us to decide, they don't want us to open our eyes and most of all they don't want...