Out of The Box----
Why I become a lost child!!!
A lost child for my parents?
A lost child for the society?
Kicking back my thoughts
Am I in the wrong side?
Thinking out of box was my pleasure.
The pleasure that gives me life.
A dream of my own----
Then why I couldn’t fit in a box of conditions.
Conditions which wrap the pleasure of life.
The wraps were not perfect for me.
So did I been” out of the box”.
Who creates the box---!!!
Yelling at me that I am “out of the box”.
The box doesn’t fit in my wardrobe
The box was full of conditions.
The conditions for walk or talk.
But I believe in conditions.
Which doesn’t have a condition for life?
Love was my feel….
Care was my thought---
If I put my love and care in a box?
Will I be perfect to fit in the box?
Fit in the box of consumerism!!!
Fit in the box of consortium!!!!
Fit was not my compose.
Complex was what in the box.
Not to be contagious within the- BOX-.
Rather being in the box…
I would be “out of the box”.
SUJITH VIGNESHWAR
