Monday, 5 April 2010

Escape



"Hold the moment of love

To break the shackles of lechery
The rain shall wash away the pain
And breed new desires..."


Cut off by the old-age conventions,
Grows a passion inside her heart,
She breaks out into screams of rupture
From the clutches of bonded relations.


Far, far, she runs away
Into the wild ecstasy of freedom.
She leaves past and present behind
She doesn't care of the future either.


Her mind ran faster than the wind,
She glided past numerous domicile,
Into a place where she didn't want herself to be found
She disappeared from her commune of people.

8 comments:

Amit Ray said...

And then a new story will unfold. A new spring , a new autumn and a new escape perhaps :)

PS: The verse was contemplative.

Diablo said...

I'm still an amateur poet myself..and I didnt knew and never heard of the drama - Bravely Fought The Queen by Mahesh Dattani but to be frank I felt like someone of her personal experience who wants to feel it or already have done it.. Escape! nicely written..

aagan said...

i love the rhythm and the flow in the poem!!! the secret desire in every heart i guess!

avanti said...

great read, it's really unfolding a story and connecting to people...

Escape....well written...!!!

Sarbjit said...

Well written

अम्बरीश अम्बुज said...

Far, far, she runs away
Into the wild ecstasy of freedom.
She leaves past and present behind
She doesn't care of the future either.

very nicely written...

sau078 said...

really nice... "she" is so sweet

ani_aset said...

ahan nice. the sound of freedom and expression of liberation. well said