What is this jail bar

Prisoning me ?

Move ,the heart said

Think, the head said

But wait , the world said.

Was I born for this ?

The question seems to haunt me

Every time.. Everywhere..

Even my sleeps keeps me asking

And Sometimes yes,

I am dumb to answer them

Or even pretend as deaf to escape

Bitterly cold in my ways

I think upon where are these leading to ?

Or is it just the querrness of my mind

Where in my life has I really ended to

And why is my life still

In love with imprisonment of no change

But being a loyal slave everytime ??

Why is this jail bar not breaking ?

Oh lord, what are you up to..

I just don't understand you and the destiny

Do you enjoy playing with me ??

Or are you upto free me for better

For the bail of my life's good deeds

I had left and for those still in action....

When will this bars break..??