By Shubhi Agarwal
There is a separate space,
Hidden deep inside in some extreme corner,
Which is seldom encountered by her!!!
Which seldom takes the mainstage...
That seldom become the hero!!!!
The Rebel in Her!!!
A fire within, lightning it!!!!
Oh yes, it lit up...
Several doors shut on face..
Several doors which never opened.....
The unheard voice of the soul,
For, that was enough to lighten that matchstick within....
For, if this within me is dead, cannot survive within.....
To all the things which were a strict 'no'
To all the times which was unjust though.
To all the times when heart won that game
of chess mastered by brain.
To all the times, I was able to breathe enough...
To the pretty sunsets, the unending sky, the open windows where the bird could fly.
In the open sky, where the birds could fly.
Everytime I settle for less, the Rebel beneath me tells 'no',
You need to go and do your part, since this is what you are made up of...
To everytime the society says, No
To everytime when you are trapped so.
It was the Rebel within me,
That kept me alive all this while....
I do not notice it all the time, or even most of the time..
But enters the stage, when no one's around.
Like a true friend,hidden somewhere and comes to rescue when when no one's around!!!
Will I be lucky enough to find such friends.
Well, I don't think so!!!!
That Rebel in Me!
That Rebel in Me!