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TRAPPED...... FOREVER ?


In this tipsy little conglomeration,
Behind the curtains of oppression,
Minds in trepidation-
Is my innocence trapped forever ?

In the maddening crowd,
Amongst the humdrum loud,
Where virtue lies in a shroud-
Is my laughter trapped forever ?

Underneath this somber countenance,
A hope that promises renaissance,
Allures me into peaceful ambience-
Is my soul trapped forever ?
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Anonymous said…
lovely words. depicting loss of freedom amidst growing factors questioning it.
July 10, 2009 at 6:24 AM
Nikhil Menon said…
Ur are never trapped by fate.Its upto every person to take a hold on his/her life and live it accordingly..

So,that makes me say that u are free...ur soul is free..and u are the creator of ur destiny.. :)

Hugz

Nikhil
July 10, 2009 at 9:14 AM
Rià said…
wow tht was an amazing poem!! Loved the fear expressed so effortlessly.
July 10, 2009 at 11:01 AM
Anonymous said…
the fear is expressed with ease, the poems is brilliant anwesa...

it'd have been even better if another verse, saying u are not gonna be trapped, or somethin like that was there... would have made an excellent ending!! :)

but the questioning and the pain, it can be felt... loved it...
July 10, 2009 at 12:23 PM
Pooja said…
b'ful!!
alas,these questions will always remain unanswered...
July 10, 2009 at 1:47 PM
Aditi..............:) said…
Amazingly expressed....!! Could feel every word!
July 10, 2009 at 2:17 PM
Lucifer said…
traps r jus obstacles in our minds...

vy well written
July 10, 2009 at 4:56 PM
Anwesa said…
@sam,
thanx 4 reading....
July 10, 2009 at 5:34 PM
Anwesa said…
@multimelon,
thanx 4 ur soothing words...it helped a gr8 deal...
July 10, 2009 at 5:35 PM
Arv said…
it would be set free when the time comes :)

take care mate... cheers...
July 10, 2009 at 6:55 PM
Richa said…
it happens every now and then :) no matter how much we blow our trumpets of modernization and how much we claim to be nice and equally supportive to our daughters in law, it hapens with every one, ach one of us..

this one is really really a beautiful piece :)

Cheers!!
July 10, 2009 at 7:56 PM
Priya Joyce said…
talkin abt marriage??
hmm?
July 11, 2009 at 6:40 AM
Americanising Desi said…
your soul is freere than u think my friend :)
July 11, 2009 at 11:19 AM
Surya (RADHAKRISHNAN G) said…
Unknown get unnoticed generally by the common folk...by the way they are getting trapped..but are unaware of those traps.....
So gifts are committed to appear with those momentory attires of traps or whatever once you are ON THE STAGE!
Be thankful to you at deep sleeps!
July 11, 2009 at 12:07 PM
♪♪Happy Go Lucky♪♪ said…
hi!! im visitng your blog after quite a while.. real nice poetry... very touching and beautiful! :)
July 11, 2009 at 2:38 PM
Aneesh said…
No one's soul is trapped forever... Its upto us whether we let it trap or not.
July 11, 2009 at 3:56 PM
Me said…
Hmm... nice one... am not THAT english literate... so I had to consult the dictionary to understand a few things here and wen I understood it, I loved it. :) as always
July 13, 2009 at 3:26 PM
Thousif Raza said…
he what happened seems like you are a lilsad , dont be like that an abt the poetry, awesome as usual, you know anwesa you should change your name to awesome anwesa :D

and your soul is never trapped, just take tings as they come in life good or bad, and just thnk abt the ahppy things more often than the sad ones, you will be flying in no time


hope you felt a lil better.....



take care and keep writing.......
July 14, 2009 at 4:23 PM
Anwesa said…
@pooja,
thanx 4 reading dear....
July 16, 2009 at 7:48 PM
Anwesa said…
@aditi,
thanx dear!!!
July 16, 2009 at 9:07 PM
Anwesa said…
@mayz,
**traps r jus obstacles in our minds...

i agree ...totally..

thanx 4 d appreciation...
July 16, 2009 at 9:35 PM
Anwesa said…
@arv,
**it would be set free when the time comes :)

waiting 4 that time...
July 16, 2009 at 9:36 PM
Anwesa said…
@richa,
i luvd ur interpretation....
thanx 4 connecting so well...
July 16, 2009 at 9:37 PM
Anwesa said…
@lil' priya,
not about marraige...about a game called life :)
July 16, 2009 at 9:38 PM
Anwesa said…
@AD,
that was optimistic...
July 16, 2009 at 9:39 PM
Anwesa said…
@surya,
unfortunately i could not comprehend your reply...cud u plz xplain ur viewpoint again?
July 16, 2009 at 9:42 PM
Anwesa said…
@harini,
thanx dear!!! welcome back...
July 16, 2009 at 9:43 PM
Anwesa said…
@aneesh,
yeah,i agree...
July 16, 2009 at 9:44 PM
Anwesa said…
@harshita,
thats why i call u "my greatest admirer on blogger" :)
July 16, 2009 at 9:45 PM
Anwesa said…
@thousif raza m b,
ur comment has already made me feel happier....thanx 4 reading me so intently....
July 16, 2009 at 9:47 PM
Anwesa said…
@leo,
thanx a lot for the appreciation...
July 17, 2009 at 11:19 AM
Surya (RADHAKRISHNAN G) said…
Unknown get unnoticed generally by the common folk...by the way they are getting trapped..but are unaware of those traps.....
So gifts are committed to appear with those momentory attires of traps or whatever once you are ON THE STAGE!
Be thankful to you at deep sleeps!

...................................
Common stuffs will easily get noticed by the public...they can easily get relate with the common phenonmenon..What is unkown to them, wont get attended also.. That is how they are ending up,themselves in an indirect trap, but are not aware of the same that they are missing the gifts...
Even though the traps on which they are in may compell us to think in such a way that its us who are trapped on the same trap on which they are in, because its our gifts got crushed by their blindness(their traps)!

Innocence,laughter, soul-all will get trapped in the apparent...

Because they dont have the IT in them to read the same, and once you are aware of the truth that-it got unnoticed-then its up to a gifted being like you to understand THEM!

Thats why I told you before, that the gifts are supposed to appear with the momentary attires of traps , still those traps are not meant for you.. Its the traps, in which the majority are born!

But their traps may bring an illusion of "rope and snake" effect that its our trap.. because we are ON THE STAGE same like them, but ON THE STAGE with a born made up inner and them-with a well made up outer!

So be thankful to yourself even at the deep sleeps that you agreed the deal voluntarily-your own sale-at the low ends without much bargains!
July 18, 2009 at 2:23 AM
Phoenix said…
brilliant imagery!!
July 29, 2009 at 7:11 PM
Anwesa said…
@surya,
thanks for coming back....i hope i'll understand what exactly you mean someday....

till then tc
August 16, 2009 at 9:13 PM
Anwesa said…
@phoenix,
thanks dear!!!
August 16, 2009 at 9:14 PM
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