Cages, Bars And Empty Hearts

Photography by Meher Gandhi

CAGES, BARS AND EMPTY HEARTS

By Meher Gandhi

Cages, bars and empty hearts,
Where is the air I used to breathe?
The fragrant, sweet and guilt- free?
Air which apprised me to live and be?

Cages, bars and empty hearts,
Where is the music I listened to?
The pleasant to hear, the lyrics to feel?
Music which made me free?

Cages, bars and empty hearts,
Where is the flower I used to water,
The flower which made me glee?
The one within me?

Cages, bars and empty hearts,
Where is the fire that reignited everyday,
Light, hope and passion for every art?
The fire that burnt bright all the way?

Cages, bars and empty hearts,
I am not a soul to be held in captive for long,
For you do no good within me;
It might not be long before you’re gone.

Cages, bars and empty hearts,
I am your only creator at sight.
I better paint your walls bright,
It’s been hard to look at grey all the time.

Cages, bars and empty hearts,
This resident of yours has one more to ask,
“Why?”
For every answer you hold might get me through this task.

Cages, bars and empty hearts,
I stop the interrogation here and today.
But, I might ask you something, some other day,
For I am not to sit in dismay.

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With love,

Meher