By Mr. Barath S. (L&T RLBU)
I write, to speak the words I can’t,
To disclose the thoughts that forever haunt.
I write, as I have something to say,
That could alleviate someone’s dismay.
I write, to explore the worlds I fear,
To trap the spirit, whose voices I hear.
Where I am the demon and the deity,
Where all actions are reactions of my gravity.
I write, to escape the realms of reality,
To broaden the branches of my creativity.
I bleed on the paper through my pen,
To renounce the bondage of earthly men.
I’m locked here as a prisoner of war,
Between the material world and kingdom afar.
I wish to escape into my creative sojourn,
Live blissfully there and never return.