Away from confinement
I quickly run into another 
The irony of life began
In the womb of my mother 

Walking out of school
I dreamt of a land further
College was fun, though
Was confinement another 

Enter the big bad world
Carve a niche yonder
Along with worldly pleasures
Build a house forever

What did I run away from?
The same that I ran into
Confined I have been
Earlier and now too 

There is only one escape
Alas, I can’t live up to that
But will set myself free
One day when I’m lying flat

Rakshita Verma