An Abandoned Freedom

Abandoned Freedom

A Poem by Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"

This work of mine is dedicated to the freedom..freedom of being myself...freedom of letting the cage open..freedom of holding the head high...freedom of flying in the sky

Time: 11:10 am , Thursday,

31st March, 2011

At my desk, Occupied Resource Center,

WWF-Nepal, Baluwatar,

Kathmandu Nepal

[ My eyes are swollen up..and my heart

feels the feel of Abandoned Freedom]

An Abandoned Freedom

"He" lets "Her" free

to feel the dews

under her bared feet

Her arms stretched up

the breeze passes by her ears

Gently,

they whispered the pristine hymns

the pure oozes

touched her charred cheeks

And slides down her neck

She moves her hands

to touch those lilacs

the Wild flowers

the Butterflies

The Tapestries of grasses

She bounces up high

the freed dove

She sang..

Delighted

She can Speak !!!

She twists her body

An Arch

She can move !!!

She yells out

"No more

The shackled Freedom

Freedom of Gasping

Conditions

Heartless Commitments

Biased Compulsion..

Hereby, I break the Disagreed Agreements"

And,

Finally,

Discontinuing the Chains

the Manacles of Partiality

"He" lets "Her" free to

Feel an Abandoned Freedom.........

[ He ( The Old Orthodoxies) and Her ( The Human) ]

By Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"