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I never liked the barbed wires|RedPaper.in

I never liked the barbed wires.

Do you feel the same?

The way they grab the lining of the foliage,
Curbing it, pushing it in.
The way they scratch the roaming cat,
When she tries cave within.

I never liked the barbed wires.
Do you feel the same?

They line the boundary between me and my neighbor’s lawn,
The more I lean, to capture the roaming butterfly there,
The more I feel like tipping and scratching myself off.

I never liked the barbed wires.
Do you feel the same?

They are often an issue of fight,
Amongst my maid’s relatives over a small family farm,
Rendering her to think about her future,
Declining over lining deformed.

I never liked the barbed wires.
Do you feel the same?

The way they separate the places of worship,
How can a region confined by them define the God I pray,
When the different religious chants themselves blend,
In the air with the amalgam of incense, all smoky grey.

I never liked the barbed wires.
Do you feel the same?

Because when I try to jump over a nasty border,
They scrap my knee,
Bleeding altogether, tearing away my clothes,
Giving a cut intact, so deep.

I never liked the barbed wires.
Do you feel the same?

They curb the dreams of the child’s eyes,
Whom I see in newspaper often,
Standing in the border, waiting for his refuge to come,
Before he gets inhumanely slaughtered.

I never liked the barbed wires.
Do you feel the same?

Ain’t they feel similar,
To the ornaments that a girl wears,
Defining an unjust boundary,
Securing a free will, that they knowingly tears.

I never liked the barbed wires.
Do you feel the same?

Usually those that divide the nations,
That restrict the people
To share their love, their care, their art.
The sense of togetherness, the iron alloy spares.

I never liked the barbed wires.
Do you feel the same?

They are like those free wandering insecurities in my mind,
That how hard I try to avoid,
Gallops me up in them altogether,
Hurting my even more than the last time, when I somehow managed to survive.

I never liked the barbed wires.
Do you feel the same?

See,
They always make me think,
About all those abrupt random confinements,
That keep a human soul
Bounded
Bruised
Tampered
Restrained
Making it discreetly succumb within.

I never liked the barbed wires.
But it seems we are habitual now.
So, does it matter how we feel?

Feature Image: Pixabay

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