Tapas Dey
Liberty at hand
An aged bird , living in a golden cage,
With his dear ones together whole life,
Suddenly notices the evening star getting prominent,
Understands the liberty at hand,
So, the golden cage is nothing to him.
Now he looks outside indifferently,
Again looks inside earnestly,
Keeps sitting glumly,
Thinks of his dear ones,
And sheds heart rending tears.
But such is life, can’t but touch liberty.
Nothing else
The cause of birth is certain death,
Yet, to keep on movement
Till the last breath.
Struggling and struggling
With both joys and sorrows
On the way of uphill and downhill journey,
Even though the last bell is heard,
How nice and loving, the life is.
Bio: I’m Tapas Dey, living in a small town Mathabhanga, India and a teacher by profession and a poet by passion and an avid reader of poetry. Many of my poems have been published in national and international magazines and anthologies like, Over the rainbow, Greece, ‘The Humanity Magazine, Russia, Hyperpoem, Russia, Inspiring Magazine, Mexico, Prodigy Magazine, USA, The Himalayan Diary, Nepal, Litterateur Rw, India, The best of 2020 and 2022, Polis Magazino, Greece, Dash Magazine, UK and many more.
