Freedom

 

Occupied in the shell of love
Denied the parts of growing up.

Cared and adhered to all its wishes
Yet consumed in the cocoon that's
Unable to bloom.

The very capricious is nature of growth
But it made one feel forever caged.
When nothing seems to change the situation,
Extreme love tends to break.

Even if you care and protect your loved ones,
Breathing in the wide world is still theirs to decide.
Not wanting their wants to be given a nod
Is Similar to archiac times.

The freedom one craves is
Something that can't be defined.
Even if You build a shell or a wall
A Time shall come when everything gets destroyed,
And a victory of fresh breathe and thousands of unwalked miles.

Sheeza Farooq💓