Crecido
Oh, my 'baby' you are old enough
Climbing heights, how do you barf?
Oh, my 'lion' you are still a child
Don't go overboard, be mild.
In this world, pure goes to heaven
Evil to hell.
But did God allocate
A place for children?
Constantly commented,
Corrected every step
Careful all throughout
Will the plant of freedom never grow out?
All alone in the corner
'Lectured' for 'good'.
Oh I wonder
What makes the thunder
Is that anger
Or loneliness?
Was the cloud all alone?
Couldn't take it anymore?
And bursted?
Do children burst into adults similarly?
Does anger turn angels into vipers?
The dimples
Turned into wrinkles.
Who is behind that?
Society?
'Who' is society?
~Disha Chakraborty
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FLOW
PoetryWelcome to "FLOW". Flow is a poetry book that addresses dilemmas and predicaments posed by society to habitats of all ages. Some of these are written to give another perspective to an obstacle, and some of these are there to encourage and motivate t...
