" THE CAGED NOTIONS "
All the shoreless virility ,
Took a fidgety swirl .
With those punny phrases ,
" It's a girl " , " it's a girl " .
Peeping through the glasses ,
As questing for a pearl .
A rosary of emotions rushed ,
Still I was null .
Still I was null .
All the inane lectures on being amenable ,
Abruptly made sense .
From the very moment I held you ,
As some old sturdy fence .
An unsaid promise was made ,
To those serene eyes .
Just then you cried and for the first time ,
I laughingly got tense .
I laughingly got tense .
It's midnight , you are slumbering and here I am ,
Unleashing my notions that are being caged.
Many a times you won't find this me ,
Because it's all a play and things here are staged .
I just wish that one day you visit this other barren side of shore ,
Even if not for having emotions , still for the writing the old man could be praised .
The old man could be praised .
Dawn is it on its way again ,
Things are being staged .
The pity emotionless has stuffs that needs to be managed .
Thanks to dear society
For keeping our notions caged .
For keeping our notions caged .
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