Seeker Poet

We keep on riding down, Down the Nowhere Town, Languidly, into the next, Feared, imagining the best, Eagerly taking the turns, Hiding Ugly skin burns, Riding and Sailing, to land afar, To rid the stains, to rid the scar, Beneath the stars, we stand alone, To see the past, to see the gone, We Stood in silence, for million nights, In sleepless doubts, in ageless fights, People, Society, Race and Creed, Better not bothered, contagious disease, Rattling trains, working machines, No place for love, No place for dreams, Nowhere Town, On money it feeds, To trash it takes, to hell it leads.

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...