I GOT IT

I GOT IT

Freedom was just a word for me

As any other word in dictionary

Sixty years went flying by

In hope to live my life my style

Yes I could break all rules and move

but somehow it was not in my genes to do

I looked in daze all happening around

Then calmed my heart eyes fixed to ground

Never showed them the the flutters of desires

Slowly got labeled as one with no fires

While here I was taking all the burden

Flying with colours as all work was well done

A loser in life, I never could take

After that day, a loser they declared with cake

I remember it well though their memories fail

I raced on tracks that could never derail

I gained a lot and lost a lot

But finally my dear freedom it got

Now freedom is no longer a word to me

I feed my soul only shakkar and ghee

I had kept it hungry for years at end

Finally, got working on my soul to mend

It had dried and withered in the heart of mine

Now look how in my smiles it glows and shines.

02/03/22

India

Photo credit to the owner

Shakkar- sugar

Ghee-pure oil from cream