The triumph of freedom was hijacked,
Beguiled the sweat and blood…Shed by the truth,
The exultation was short lived,
As the free march slipped into a ravine of partition!
“Free’ men were scattered,
In and around the deep gorge,
Little they dreamt about a freedom for their loss,
Dear and near ones have separated,
And the lamentation was heartrending!
The free country ravished love and peace,
Freedom torched the essence of ‘Ahimsa’
And silenced a strong vision with bullets!
One family was parted into two,
Longing hearts waited in vain for their loved ones,
Minds were derailed in the long run,
And vanished in memory!
Mother, father, siblings and children at times…..,
Reinvent their dear ones from a faded snap
Partition was complete when the God also was separated,
And the metamorphosis of culture and outlook was sudden!
The gap of the ravine is widening,
Though the same sky and earth exists everywhere!
When I am a puppet in several strings of the system…
Some body constantly lies to me that….
I AM FREE!!
A poem by Briji K T