Quarantine Sonata:- March 17th, 2020 - Day 1: My Freedom, My Cage
My little room had started to cage me,
The doors have closed shut,
But the little window was kept open
To see the leaves bustling,
Winds flowing
Birds chirping
The sun burning bright.
The weather had turned pleasant
After long wintry days and nights,
But the doors were bolted,
And just a window kept open,
To take in the agreeable weather.
News around the world reached me though
More explanations cut to be confined,
This was the definition of my liberty now,
And I had my right to choose
To be caged.
K.S.Lakshmi
Copyright © Lakshmi K.S. | Year Posted 2020
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