The struggle to survive,
Humans to live a decent life,
Let it be natural calamity,
Or even man made atrocities,
Humans are like cockroaches,
Climbing the walls to escape,
Get to the other side of the wall,
In the hope of a better life,
Humans fighting with humans,
To survive, peacefully with family,
Aren’t we all taking refuge here,
Because no one in reality owns,
When we don’t own anything here,
Then how can we build walls to stop?
Who are we to stop others from living?
We are all refugees, stop thinking great about self,
For some a better chance and others don’t,
Every life matters and everyone has same rights,
Then why we let our own race struggle?
Why there’s a difference between people?
Why can’t there be no borders and welcome all?
Whenever I looked up to these,
It drew my mind to those horizons,
Many times, I envied birds for their freedom,
But then I felt our minds too have those,
I was reading a story of an activist,
Thought went through my mind,
Humans made internet which has no boundaries,
No Visa, no papers needed to reach millions,
Yet, if you look we are trapped in a box,
Looking through the windows, screens, devices,
We always seek for that freedom of the ultimate,
To fly, to reach, to touch and feel the oneness!
and during flowering,
phases and emotions
petals falling with,
fear of heights,
wrapped in mind,
fear of ambiguity,
the discomfort coats
The time came,
from kneeling I stood up
threw away the coat,
of fear and discomfort,
didn’t let worry to reside in,
yet the freedom is far away,
but the very thought of it,
brings the sight of joy,
and feel the pain of kayak,
yet at the end of it,
Even I can fly,
Spreading my wings high.