Caged like an animal <br />Stuffed as in soft toys <br />Filled upto the brim <br />Ready to spill <br /> <br />The logics of tradition and religion <br />Without caring a two hoot <br />I keep them aside <br />All these veiled revolutions <br />Inside my heart <br />Gushes n flow only <br />When it's dark, secretive and seductive <br />Wrapped up in unknown. <br /> <br />And when its dawn <br />I am into my routine <br />Of do as you are told. <br />But a burden of guilt <br />Remains <br /> <br />Till the shadows fall again <br />And makes me forget <br />Once more that I am a <br />Porcelain intended <br />To be showcased <br />A thing to flaunt. <br />An example to be set <br />A mark to be gained <br />And a way to fulfill <br />Unfulfilled dreams <br /> <br />I wait for the time <br />Steadily <br />When I will be <br />The master of my ownself.<br /><br />azmat naushad asif<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/adolescence-9/
