Saturday, October 9, 2010

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.

7 comments:

rohini said...

wow...so there completes the circle ..beautifully written

Kay said...

hmmm... what that is certainly something to think about :)

Anu Lal 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

Anu Lal said...

thank you ..

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

Anu Lal said...

Oh, thank you Tia Terri. Writing makes me smile.