Monday, March 8, 2010


Deprived for ages,
Now we doubt our own potential.

Abused for aeons,
Now we are ashamed of our own self.

Captivated in four walls,
Now we are afraid of soaring high.

Trodden on the known,
Now we are scared of the new & unknown.

Kept in the dark,
Now our eyes are dazzled by the light.

Time may heal the wounds,
But will the scars vanish?