A woman seeks common life rather than that of luxury, imprisoned in a palace, in this poem, by Sarala, exclusively for Different Truths.
I stand alone looking outside
In a palace of my own
Where no one lives
No one visits
Just lonely me looking afar
The sun is bright
But no birds I can see
My world is just blank
In this beautiful palace
I want to run out wild
Climbing trees and chasing butterflies and fall in love with a common man
With just two meals a day
And a bed to sleep on
With his heartful of love
For me!
How I hate this life of a princess
With lots of comforts and no one to love!
I am stuck to this palace and comforts and loneliness
Killing me Slowly!
Let me run through the woods and eat street foods
To enjoy a common man’s life
I don’t want these lace curtains
And silken quilts
I want to feel what is love
With a common man
Lying next to him
Eating simple food
Looking at the moving clouds
And sparkling stars
Walking under the beautiful twilight!
©Sarala Balachandran
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Sarala Balachandran was working with an import-export organisation in the administrative department for 38 years. She retired eleven years back. Married, with two sons aged 43 and 36, she took interest in writing recently. She writes free verses.
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So sweet and simple and grounded truth