I do not want to become <br />plaintiff or defendant. <br />Untethered, I will punish myself <br />for metaphysical nuances. <br /> <br />Sometimes a silence talks to grieving sky <br />about a fake truth. <br />The tears will never stop now. <br /> <br />Give me my freedom to cry, <br />to exhume the body of justice <br />and bury my future in memories <br /> <br />I do not sell the dreams. <br />Eyes tell it all. <br />History repeats itself <br />when message dies on legs!<br /><br />Satish Verma<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-rebel-being-born/
