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Paradise Unnamed

I feel strangled, lost, pushed, battered and thrown
Not, physically,
But,
Mentally, socially and psychologically.
Because I am forced to succumb to these,
Laws of the society,
In which I don’t believe and,
Probably will never believe…
The reasons are many,
No one knows the truth, which is buried deep inside me.
No one cares, no one loves…
Everything is so very superficial,
So very artificial…
But,
Still I have to continue to stay in this society..
Surprisingly, which comprises of,
The so-called loved ones,
Of parents, friends, siblings and relatives.
But,
Who has the time today?
No one!
Isolated as I stand today,
With many friends and caregivers by my way.
But, still my situation is so very strange.
Because,
The pain I feel, a pain, which cannot be shared.
The tears, which should fall down as,
Beautiful transparent pearls,
Are forced to go against their wishes.
I would love to talk, would love to be understood,
Would love to convey my message.
But,
I am stopped by the force which is so very visible and
So very abstract. The society of which,
I am scared of but, bold at the same time.
I want to go somewhere else,
A place wherein, everyone would be different yet same.
A land of people,
Who would love, care and understand each other.
The “ideal” place in which I,
Would love to feel isolated,
Because, I’ll enjoy my freedom.
I’ll feel happy and light as the,
Tears would roll down.
No obstruction would they face now,
They too would,
Enjoy, sing, dance and play.
I’ll continue to laugh and cry.
I’ll meet new people,
Make new friends,
But,
Continue missing the old ones.
Because, they liked me and so did I.
So what, if they were also prisoners,
…Prisoners of the society.
A barrier, which they couldn’t cross,
Something, which I’ve dared to do.
Because,
I have to live my dream,
Fulfill my wishes and,
Be successful in a strange land,
Which is so very abstract and,
So very authentic,
A place in which,
I am not scared of anyone and,
I’ll feel brave to stay in here.
My new birth would take place and,
I’ll continue living here.
A place to which I’ll be attached emotionally,
A place, which wouldn’t be real,
A place, which needs to be discovered.

06-Jan-2002

More By  :  Khushboo Bhola

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