Imprisonment
written by: Pranjal Srivastava
I cry, I laugh and I mourn
I feel too deeply
The sky, the rain, the sun and the wind
I talk to each of them
I talk to people too, sometimes
Peculiar yet familiar
Orthodox yet progressive
Dark yet sunny
Real yet dreamy
People are paradoxes.
You may love them for sometime
Walk with them for a mile or two maybe
But there is no ending of this journey
I believe it is nothing but a trap of this sadistic world
It preys on your fear
Fear of being alone and miserable
I feel trapped sometimes
Feels like an imprisonment where the bars are made up of relations
The walls are well constructed of love and care
Covered with roof of obligations
The worst part is that I walked into it on my own
Cringing for attention and validation.
Everyone around me is just another bait of this world
I keep falling into one delusion after another
And the poetry of life keeps getting away from me
I feel like I am living inside a bubble
I want to break free
I want to feel everything and nothing at the same time
I want to swim in the ocean between the mountains
I want to love unconditionally
Travel beyond the horizon
Stay drunk till I breathe!
I love to write. Though I don't really share it. This is the first platform where I am sharing my write-ups. Writing is rare and it should be preserved at all cost!
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