Leaving the Cage

Color, verses and eyes excited my veins,

One day thought of drawing my dream ,

Eager to create that would lift the spirit,

Deity I painted on the wall of a temple.

In a trance the priest looked, left rituals,

My mind smiled, each breath blushed,

Amazed at my feat, with bliss in my eyes,

As if a king had conquered some world !

Wanted to spread wings as eagles in sky,

Dreamed of rainbow that dazzled the earth,

The world was in awe and stared me a lot,

Colors cheered , and words so fondled me.

Loved to gaze each smile, relish all laughs,

Like a treasure, owned the verses in mind,

Colors were my breath, my life was words,

That was my path and that was destination.

Every moment I thought of poems and paint,

That was my dream and that was only vision,

A day came in life and smashed the glass,

The harsh words hit hard, killed the passion.

My dad thought I strayed in a wild of words,

A maniac color turned me, painted me dark,

Aspired to spot me an engineer or a doctor,

Who're held in esteem, handsome they earn.

The knowledge of words and color is low,

To tarry there long sure a disaster in life,

Caused me throng the corridors of health,

So glad when doctor,called people his son.

A man got summit he loved for his son,

A man lost the nest he so yearned for,

A man proud to roam among his friends,

A man deprived to wander in his dreams!

I carry with me two guys in one existence !

One sits in a clinic, scribbles procedures,

And the other longs to come out the shell,

How long will I be able to stop the real me !

To wriggle out hard and show splendor,

How an insect sheds off its wilted frame !

I too want to break free leaving the cage !

And live my life again that I forgot to live !

© Harish Mamgain