Liberated Soul Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Liberated soul
Thursday,10th June 2021

I feel a liberated soul
and called upon
inner conscious to obey
and pray for

but my rivals revolted
refused to vacate
and related the old theory
once in, they will not go out 'Sorry dear'

my effort was coming to a halt
it was like the blue from the bold
i decided not to succumb
and climb the ladder

jealousy, arrogance and self prophecy
I could not control it in my capacity
I made up my mind and showed them an exit door
it was a virtual knockout for them to disappear

with their exit one by one
it became crystal clear now
I was a truly liberated bird
with word of my own to rule the sky

we are becoming a prisoner of our own
and easily own their entry
follow their dictates
and become out of date

Dr Hasmukh Mehta
D.Litt, Folt