Independent Imagination

No help is wanted for I’m not weak,

Conventions are my bounds

Freedom is all I seek.

In a world of swimmers

Who go along the tide,

I for one made a different stride.

Wished to sail among waters

No fish has ever seen

Felt proud for adventures, I might have been.

But move out of the shoal  

And you’ll see an invisible wall,

Not to be noticed

But standing tall.

First you don’t get it

Then you refuse to believe,

This can’t be the end

For all you’ve set to achieve.

You see how can only you be confined

And others roam free

But their wings are short

They return to the same tree.

Doing the same thing they did yesterday,

Doing the same thing they will do tomorrow.

Occupying is the job of land dwellers,

They don’t fear lengths, area or the terrain,

They are the mighty conquerors

Who will survive

Be it the sun, the frost or the rain.

What they don’t do often is, accepting change

They will continue to build the same thing

Until no one higher finds it strange.

They don’t believe it’s possible

To create something new,

Something which was never seen before

By the many or the few.

What good is something whose value

When you realize is gone

Such is the nature of freedom

Which is seldom touched upon

You have caged me

But I will break free

The barriers of rumours,

Responsibility and judgments will not stop me

For I know, I maybe odd within

But I have a reason

To bring change to the world

To redefine the meaning of my origin

You can stop me for now

But I see the future

Where I’m no longer bound

Where I and only I wield my power

On my sky, on my ground.

I dream of getting out

And plan on wreaking havoc

Bring chaos to this perfectly ordered world

Which does nothing but contains

Its own inhabitants in non-existent walls

Made of greed, agony and doubt

Be it the invitation to my doom

I’ll still be getting out

Your freedom is nothing but an illusion

If you don’t stride against

If you don’t give yourself to change

Do what you’ve never done

Break all the conventions,

For they are nothing but bounds

And freedom is all you seek.