Riding on my thoughts…

Riding on my thoughts

And ferried by my beliefs

I have reached a destination

Where I find hard to breathe

A place insulated by pride

A place inundated by egos

With desires enslaved

Freedom here has no place


If it were a ocean I would have preferred to drown

If it were a mountain I would have plunged to death

But this is a place representing neither

For its a place created by me

Which had an entry but no exit


During all this while

I thought I was building a castle

A monument of my beliefs

Alas, it has ended up being a prison

A symbol of tyranny


But every action is an experience

And every experience can spring a new thought

It is this belief that drives me on

To one day witness

The castle of my dreams….