It felt like..

It felt like those flowers
Feeling blessed at your sire’s feet,
Or plucked, petals by petals,
Just to ensure humanly feelings.
Manipulated, hypnotized by the beauty of lies, of life,
It felt like sleeping with open eyes.
Drowning in the infinity, or falling
Till the grass carreses your feet- nudging you into it’s arms..
That is what ‘Hope’ felt like…
A thick thread, knotted by many others,
Snapping away fibre by fibre.
It felt like…Eleutheria bounded within,

Tied up without any rope or magical chains.