Freedom In The Wee Hours

In the wee hours

When the Sun is about to say

Brightness is on its way

And when the Cock is Yet to crow

To say it is the start of the day

The birds are yet to Chirp

On the plants

To say the day has arrived

It is time

It is time for my Freedom.

 

Down on the sofa

Sitting relaxed

All alone

With just the cup of tea

And the heat waves

Just exuding from the Tea

With no one around

It is time for my Freedom.

 

No sounds around

No cry No laughter

The nature at its best

Peeping through the window

Looking at the sky

Some times with drizzle

Sometimes getting bluish

Is time for my Freedom

 

Some feel its Mad

Some feel lonely

Some feel it lazy

But they miss,

They miss that

It is time for Freedom

 

Mind is free

Heart is free

Thoughts are free

Actions are free

What more you want

The best moments of life

Which one can cherish

Each day without fail

It is time for Freedom