Freedom

I have lost the battle of my life,  
I can see my existence for a little while.  
So why am I not being called in now?  
Why are you displaying my show?  
Release me from this pain of distress,  
And send me to a place of fairness.  
They have ripped off every piece of my dreams,  
And still feeding their desires on the carcass of my soul.  
Help me! pull me back from my miseries,  
And set me free.....  

I was not the same like I am at this moment in time,  
I was free , a wild unchained spirit,  
who believed in falling stars and good luck!  
But time had never been so kind to me,  
I was being controlled and tamed by social reapers.  
My book of life was on what I didn't believe,  
My innocence was drowning at the vicious pool of mankind,  
Caged in the versions of caste, color, gender and age.  
And I was loosing the essence of being alive,  
of being the unchained spirit......  
 
I am sitting at the couch, holding a picture of old me,  
My eyes are unmoved looking at the falling star captured,  
Voices of the hawkers bypasses my heart and disappears in the thin air,  
Silence is consuming my thoughts and nothing moves within,  
I close my eyes , hoping to make a last wish -  
"I donot know how far I can go now, please put an end to this show  
Shuffel off this mortal coil and let me fall with you........."