Human bonds “Poem”

Every message or call I got from my family puts me back in chains

How I wished to be burned at stake than to take refuge in the assault of memory

Social bonds are but chains and shackles

How can a man be free like Buddha?

To have only ones ambitions and thoughts

My birth is like the day light that reminds of being a slave to hallow human intimacy

Cannot a man be born free without a name and a tribe?

Why do poets aspire to be alone and faraway from their loved ones?

It is the detachment they long for

It is the human bonds they wish to escape

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