In search of new paradise I go <br />A land where fresh dreams grow <br />A step on ground, a step in the air <br />Transforming my gait, walking in flair <br /> <br />Chains of emotions that held so long <br />Turned into anklets and chimed along <br />I walked, I ran, and I sometimes flew <br />Shed my worries, looked beyond the blue <br /> <br />Evolving tears, I gathered every speck <br />Those glowing pearls adored my neck, <br />Liberation…elevation! , then a halo spread <br />I passed and flowers turned their head <br /> <br />Those papers that say I am me <br />That of birth, death and degree <br />Of jobs, and accounts of earned booty <br />In papers, in words why transfix my destiny? <br /> <br />I took them all my bundle of worry <br />To a sparkling stream in hurry <br />Like a kid who would blissfully play <br />I made paper boats...let them drift away! <br /> <br /> <br />Strolled on the bank picking up pebbles <br />Dropped in the pond and gazed at bubbles <br />Hazy harsh winds wiped off my sweat <br />Brushed past the dewy buds and got wet <br /> <br />As I strode I tossed away <br />Hampering evils on tracks of clay <br />If Into sprouts of new dreams they turn <br />Thinking to pick them on my return! ! ! <br /> <br />Darkness fell, sky seemed a crossword grid <br />Filled desirable words, lent the tensions invalid <br />After a long sprint… to the edge of earth <br />I lay peacefully…like I lay before my birth!<br /><br />Seema Aarella<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/freed-4/
