New Journey

The mouth is oblivious to the bitter taste of stifling feelings

When exhaled unmindfully with every breath or a sigh

Hairs are brushed aside to allow eyes to look beyond the mesh

Slowly biting the tongue to hold back those euphemisms 

Stoic silence gives way to a more assured look in the eyes

Mind guides the feet to walk away from obligation of prejudices

Subtle introductions of consciousness may overwhelm

Blades of knowledge will cut through sheaths of insensibility

Armed with speeches to communicate in new territory

A journey denied before can now be fulfilled with freedom

~Amitav