Freedom

The freedom to read a book ends
When I think.
Thoughts are,
Unwelcome guests in the reading room.
They are intruders, though.
When they peek in,
No book remains a book alone,
And no freedom remains innocent.

Comments

rohini said…
wow...so there completes the circle ..beautifully written
Kay said…
hmmm... what that is certainly something to think about :)
ANULAL said…
Thank you Rohiniji, and Kay...meaning exists only when there are eyes to be looked by, ears to hear, and minds to be pondered by.
sm said…
beautiful
thougtful lines
Terri said…
So true...

You've been busy with your posts...I have some catching up to do here....(smile) I'm happy to see the diverse writing creativity of these posts.
Your Tia
ANULAL said…
Oh, thank you Tia Terri. Writing makes me smile.

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