Words dallied in my mind, all huddled together,

Quite reluctant to disentangle from each other,

And fly down to my blank, clean page.

 

I wanted to assign names, to my varied emotions,

That all at once, filled my heart, with tumultuous commotion,

Like birds, trapped in the long forgotten, rusted cage.

 

It was the freedom we all fought for,

Our rights, that had equality for all- once again let’s behold that faith,

And summon thy feelings, that’s called, grit and courage.

 

Serenading the words, thus nestled in my mind,

They beseech them, to not be afraid, for, the truth is one,

Truth is ultimate-It’s the opposite that we must assuage.

Aradhana Mishra