Poetry

Freedom and Joy

Do what makes your soul shine
Image by Shelly Paul

Through the labyrinths of a rigid society,
Gropes for freedom –
A shackled mind.

Probing the myriad depths of the universe
Is an unfeeling heart –
In a quest for joy.

Alas! we know not
To search within ourselves.

To look at the rendition of life,
Not heed the blemish,
But to rejoice in its blessings, is mirth itself.

To unshackle the mind from prejudice and bias,
Rise above narrow divisions,
Is what freedom is all about.

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Published by Lekha murali

I write what impacts me, what strikes my fancy; as I live my life day after day. Once an idea takes hold, I go where it takes me as I try to shape it into some form of written expression. Each idea is a beginning of something inexplicable. As I work with one, it may grow into fruition, go dormant biding time or just die away. As I run with an idea through the annals of my mind, not knowing what would be fashioned from it, I discover something about myself, gain better understanding of the people and the world around me. On this blog I have shared some of that experience as stories or poetry or essays. I have also added some quotes I like. If you enjoy reading the pieces as much as I enjoy writing them, please share this-link with someone you know. Thank you, Lekha Murali