Freedom of Thought

Thoughts thumped
relentlessly against the skull.
A rampant war for freedom
from a dormant mind.

As years passed of
compliance to the uncertain.
Comfort sought from
a dream of promised bail.
As rehearsals of grandeur
descent on whiteness.
Until a victorious outcome
etched their destiny.

Requests slowly transitioned
to violent protests.
Distractions failed to silence
the uproar within.
An invisible choke
broke countless sleeps.
Until the doors of liberty
forcefully unlatched.

Muddled words stumbled
onto crumbled paper.
Adapting to a new found
meaning of liberation.


Gopika Pramod


The struggle in articulating thoughts, thus freeing from the clutches of writer’s block.

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