"Beauty is truth,
truth beauty,
that is all Ye know on Earth,
that is all Ye need to know..." - John Keats


Tuesday 20 July 2010

White pale fall...

Elsewhere it said,justice is free...
Elsewhere it said,
truth is justice...
But down there,
it changed its speech...
There,down that road,
it changed it speed...
It ran faster,
blur to a naked eye,that cycle...
Elsewhere,it slowed down,that screeching wheel...

That little angel,wants to be free...
That little mermaid,stranded,
in its own sea...

Freedom,yet holds a meaning to that heart,
justice,still is believed to be free...

She,that young soul,
comes and says,
'justice is free,and not for one,but for all'...

But,she that poor soul,
has lost her mother at the age of three...

I witness,this parody that God plays on us,
and wonder,
whether to believe in her spirit,
or just aimlessly flee...

Because,I feel,there,at the end of the day,
I see,
all of us are but,like that little mermaid,
stranded in its own sea...

We all fight,
to break those shackles,
wrench those chains,
but I don't see,
winners,who changed this scene...

They have come and gone,
often remembered,
mostly forgotten...

But the world has remained,
still the same...

But I guess,
I will live on,this way...
There won't be white pale fall on my soul...
And somehow,though I don't know if the world is gonna change,
I know that,my heart won't surrender...

It will keep on struggling like a fish in that net,
till my last breath,
but it wouldn't surrender...

© Karthik Adithya Singaraju

1 comment:

Shadow/හේමලයා said...

Justice,
the word...
yes its free...
but the meaning...
oh no...its not....
it has a price tag of its own......
that goes on & on......
freedom...
yes the word comes easily....
but the meaning is still
behind bars hastily...
treat it with care....
speak if u dare....
it's said that
somethings are better be
forgotten...
in the sands of time.......