MIND MADE MANACLES

Dr.Sandhya Tiwari

Man is born free but in shackles everywhere

Some are physical

Some are psychological

To free oneself from physical

Sometimes is just like a child’s play

But the fetters

From which worse is better

Are difficult to tackle

Because many a times human mind is so fickle

Call it pretence

Or reasons absence

In the name of civility

False show of inner nudity

Where the words like the conscience,

Ethics, conduct, moral and values

Are found in books

Not in hands

But dusted in racks

One rule for others and another for our self

The mind made manacles result in debacles

  • Author: Dr.Sandhya Tiwari (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 25th, 2010 04:18
  • Comment from author about the poem: A man is born free but in chains every where. Though we talk about freedom in different forms like freedom of expression etc. we never bother to free our-self from the pretense and sham.the real liberation lies in freeing oneself from attachment and negative traits like jeolousy, hatred, greed, etc. This are mental bondage which have to be broken, or else they will breed stagnating, vegetating our life like pests.
  • Category: Spiritual
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Comments4

  • bernard franklin

    Hi Sandhya, I really enjoyed reading your poem, and you are right of course that mankind is shackled in so many ways, it is down to each and every one of us to throw off those shackles and live as we perceive NOT as we are perceived!. A nicely flowing piece of free verse, it is both intriguing and emotive in its content. Excellent work , keep it up! BF

  • Dr.Sandhya Tiwari

    Thanks a lot for your insightful comment Mr.Bernard .

  • Kri2arch

    I realy love what i just read, it is one of the best poems i've ever read. The way your words are arranged is realy nice

  • jvl narasimha rao

    your poem is profound.Man is chained every where.You are absolutely true.
    JVL



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