The Thought Behind Born Free

Written as part of HARPs Round 5 Team: Butterfly, Points: 3+8+2=13 What I want to share with you today is unlike what I usually post. I’ve seen many ‘identity crisises’ going on around the blogosphere, and that has gotten me thinking- what is the identity of my blog? The reason my blog is called Born Free was… Continue reading The Thought Behind Born Free

Our Ironic World

You know, just the other day, I was thinking about how wrong everything is. Society is messed up, the world is an avenue of hate, the people are egoistic and vain and crude, and everything is so endlessly and unconditionally wrong. But as it turns out, our world is an ironic place. Evil comes with good,… Continue reading Our Ironic World

Dear Inhabitants of Planet Earth…

Let me start by saying that I am just another regular human being in this chaotic world. I have two arms and two feet, two ears and two eyes, just like you. I also have an intricate and functioning body system, the way you do, a gift from nature that I can never fitly compare… Continue reading Dear Inhabitants of Planet Earth…

The Vendor

They cast their hopeful eyes on me The potatoes in the mound The mangoes looked cautiously From their pile on the ground. The tomatoes’ sight followed When I looked through their lot. I shook my head at the vendor “Is this what you’ve got? “Tomatoes green and raw! Mangoes undoubtedly sour! Who will think of buying… Continue reading The Vendor

Destruction of Creation

I wonder if you can tell me not to tell anyone that they bother me; For noisy snobs throughout the world haven’t disappeared, just yet. And the day you can swallow your head whole will be that day, I’ll bet. Mountain peaks clouds of dust unbroken dreams all in one piece; Endless skies alike the… Continue reading Destruction of Creation

The Beanstalk of Virtue

There was one day when a beanstalk grew… High into the sky it towered up to the sun, And then the days of darkness had begun… The plants stopped growing, the land grew bare. There was nothing but darkness, like the sun wasn’t there. A shadow fell over the grass which was green, the land… Continue reading The Beanstalk of Virtue