The poetess believes ~’To live is to write’
Let all encircled breath take a leap
When boundary binding borders merge
Suffocating senses well dressed though
True faith love once the only urge
Discarding past while stooping to pain
Castle of cards now built then smashed
None to blame when choice is vacant
Sapling dreams are graved when dashed
Freedom enjoyed still being engrossed
With blame ever drenched from head to toe
Pondering why this had to happen
Midnight stars if asked may know
Wished to move but locked somewhere
As reasons peep with burning oath
Thought to speak then preferred to shut
For feeling to feel fake fate of both
Sacrifice surrender how mingled now
Gust of wind has cleared all view
Path of mind somehow foggy yet
Hopeful to turn time before ‘adieu’
Yet everything goes on as words of act
What give and take left within here
As all is well as all has to be
Forsake life which cursed with fear
Learnt till now how to stand still end
Birth and death of trust will be on
No use to open cage letting to fly
When colourful feathers’ colours being torn.