Noorulain Ayesha Poet Free verse

The Cage

My hands wanted me
to let them free,
from the cage,
created by my own self,
from morning to evening
and to no where,
I haven't seen the first ray of light,
which brightens a little leaf,
the moment of in between,
I haven't touched the soil,
and smelled no book,
its been many days,or months or may be years,
I haven't heard the little voices around me,
the voices of swaying of trees in wind,
of bird chirping,
and
of little child,
more pleasant than sound of some music,
I'll break this cage,
may be not today,
but surely someday,
to let myself free,
from the race of people
who wanted themselves to be prisoned,
-
An open letter to the cage (The Cellphone)

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Faraz Ajmal December 11, 2017 at 8:03 AM Another nice written poem by you, I guess that you can do all these things with mobile also, like I read novels on my tab via nook app, I listen to songs on my tab, but yes nothing is good if you used them more than average, mobile phones are also harmful, but zi really like the line maybe not today, this confirms that even you like spending time on mobile, good luck with your struggle, I m sure that you ll one day break the cage