Aftab Alam

Gold Star - 33,178 Points (15 th April 1967 / , , RANCHI,)

Freedom is a word of solace.


What freedom we talk about?
Ah! Freedom is a word of solace.
Seen; freedom made life farce!

What freedom we talk about?
Heavenly bodies on fixed path
And freedom, a universal wrath

What freedom we talk about?
Egypt, Libya, Sirya and Turky
Their freedom, silky or murky?

What freedom we talk about?
We all need freedom for what
Ah! Freedom is a word of solace.

Freedom of soul from body
And body from soul and what?
Tell me Freedom to kill
By the name of religion
Enough we've shade the blood

A woman or lady is an earth on the earth
And both are raped by us, Is this worth?
The debt which we have credited on cradle
Death can't debit but the deeds: the hurdle///

Submitted: Wednesday, June 19, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, August 27, 2013

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  • Rookie - 12 Points Farah Ilyas (6/21/2013 6:18:00 AM)

    Alas freedom is not completely understood yet, people misused it, sometimes given it name of expression of thoughts(as by New york) , show off the vulgarity etc...in my view freedom is what? everyone is enough free within the boundaries fixed by Almighty Allah...a great poem here..well done (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 808 Points Unwritten Soul (6/20/2013 7:08:00 AM)

    Freedom has a requirement to meet, understanding, giving and taking....this what we need to make it happened :) _Soul (Report) Reply

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