Will You Give Me? Or Else I'Ll Take. Poem by Gautham Gangadharan

Give me freedom.
That freedom you saw in my eyes
at the time of my birth.

Please
Do not ruin my intution
With your traditional witchcrafts
Atleast
Let me think myself.

Let me fly with
My own wings, waving
like a Bar-headed Goose
Sometimes still,
Like an aeroplane.

You kill me-
I agree
But I can't stand still
Watching you play with-
Individual freedom.

A little dry grass bud
At the backyard
does bears a self-you know?
And it is radiating,
Glowing with proud,
In it's very existence! !

Hey pals
You know? It's so lovely
To let your children walk alone,
Rather, disturbing them
with your hands-you say
'for the sake of care'

Let them,
Pick up the thorns in the feet
By their own.
Let them,
Realise the pain.


Will you please understand?
He don't want your cuddling anymore,
And want no more task fullfiled by you.
He needs you now
Because he wants your tasks
Done by him! !

Give me not,
Your visions.
Don't you see? -
You have given me eyes for my own.
Let me see with novel eyes.

Give me not your understandings.
But let me grow it from
The brighter truth.

Will you give me? Or else I'll take.