Freedom

Try to hold me tight in your dominating grip...
I am that sand that will free myself through that one slip...

Try to cut my feathers with the sharpest lance...
I am a fragrance not a bird that cannot be killed by any physical fence...

Try to hide me with all possible dark shields...
I am the sun that will penetrate and spread my light through all earthly fields....

Try to confine me in your materialistic cell...
I am the breeze that will blow through the bars and will escape that hell.

Try to obstruct me from the world outside....
I am an ocean who connects that world from inside....

Reviews

[Najam Us Saher]

Great and apt metaphors you have used in this poem. I truly liked this.