Inside the shoebox!A Poem by Frozen EyesTo the girl on the wheelchairFreedom sat there quietly Inside the shoe-box! She wondered how it looked like But dared not to open it Perhaps the wait was for the right time Or for some miraculous hoax! She stared at her broken watch Million glances weren't enough! Yet she fixed her eyes on the dial At least twice it showed the correct hour When will it state the precise moment? Confinement was becoming tough! Could she break the barriers? Crack the locks? Could she jimmy the doors of slavery? She'd liberate herself someday, she thought Freedom sat there quietly waiting Inside the shoe-box!
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StatsAuthorFrozen EyesCooch Behar, West Bengal, IndiaAboutHere to express supressed feelings, dreams that never came true, failed rebellions and some sweet memories. more..Writing
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