By Khushbu Khetawat
Why do I feel trapped
inside this cage I built?
Once I thought escape was near,
but my fears hold me still.
Suffocating, tears cascade,
craving freedom from this hold,
no way out, or so it seems,
Mom's promise of safety now feels cold.
Yet now this cage, it grips my life,
What am I scared of? Unclear.
Guns aimed at my fragile cage,
bullets ready, yet no one dares to steer.
Who holds the key to break me free?
Once out, will bullets take my breath instantly?
But this cage suffocates me daily,
bullets can't be worse, can they?
I sense the bars creeping close,
the trigger halfway pulled,
who, oh who, has that key?;
Could it be that I'm the key?
Does my choice grant me liberty?
Are the bullets there just to scare,
to keep me in this imprisoning snare?
The key, it lies within my head,
the power to unbind these chains.
Yet the fear, it still lingers,
a haunting spectre, relentless pains.
The bullets, they were mere illusions,
fear's twisted grip, its silent curse.
Now free, I soar with newfound wings,
break through the cage,
I Can not wait to tell my mom that I finally escaped.
By Khushbu Khetawat
This is a very well written peice of poetry that is able to communicate deep thoughts and emotions quite uniquely and out of the box. This work should surely not go unnoticed and deserves proper recognition. Bravo!
Heyyy! This is a beautiful piece, even more beautiful knowing it was written by such an awesome and inspiring person like you. You're an incredibly divine person and your thoughtfully written poetry reflects what a talented and mature person you are. Waiting to read even more amazing pieces like "escaped"! Keep it up!
Nice work.keep it up Khushbu!
Very nicely written, Khushbu. Very insightful and I wonder how at your age you can have such deep thoughts. The words and vocabulary are very good too and they are carefully chosen to rhyme as well to make it a very well written poetry.
Beautifully written!!