Poem: Oh! To find myself..

Born into cities
Amidst concrete and things
Smoke and smog
Noise, chaos, a fast pace

Tied to the desks
In so called schools 
Fed with ambition 
Dreams, hopes and fears

Trapped in costumes
Fashion and trends 
Lost amidst activities 
Rituals and festivities..

No trees at sight..
Not a bird in the sky..
Away from the streams,
And blowing winds..

Oh! What it takes, to find myself ...