Freedom…
Freedom to me is the place which never exists, freedom to me is a word never defined, freedom to me is a gesture never felt, freedom to me something never sought, freedom to me is something never achieved, freedom to me is something never existed…
The moment I discovered what freedom is I lost the essence of being free, coz I could never know what being free is…
I am not free coz I cant flow, flow like the liquid I am composed of, I can not find a way out of very situation every place I want to exit, I am bound, bound because I am not free…
I am not free coz I cant chose what I want to bee, I can not be the way I want to be, I can not live the way I was born, I can not because I am not free…
I am not free coz I cant look beyond, beyond I am destined to, I can not be beyond this place beyond this world beyond the world beyond this world, I can not because I am not free…
I am not free coz I cant rise, I can not rise the way smoke does, just rise and rise beyond all living and dead, smoke rises no matter where it came from, no matter where it has to go, I can not rise as smoke because I am not free…
I am not free coz I am addicted, addicted to create, addicted to destroy, addicted to manipulate, addicted to adjust, addicted to live, and as I realize I am alive, I am no longer free…
P.S. Please don’t feel offended if you think you are free, because freedom to me is very subjective thing, you might have it I don’t.
And yeah feel free to comment… J
This post is dedicated to Frames of Freedom organized by blogadda.
okay...dunno whether im free or not but obviously not so free to give it a such a deep thought that whether i am or i'm not...uhmm and why ur making it all so complicated like its simple.. anyways nice article..
ReplyDeletewell i just wrote it, even i dont know why and what i wrote...i just wrote it...thanx for likin it... :)
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