Life in chain


Life in chain

The society
in which I am born,
the way i was groomed and socialised
to look at the world
made me what i am,
a machine that confirms
to the values
of the larger society.

All along I am taught and schooled
to look at the world,
behave, interact and interpret
in a way
defined by the society
to which I belong.

With hands and legs,
mind and conscience
strongly bound,
I am to live a life
far away from me.
Chained emotion, chained love
caged smile, caged feeling,
patterned behaviour, patterned interaction
i am supposed to live with,
love and endure.

When I first looked at the world
through my own eyes,
I felt it was not my eyes
through which
i was looking at
but through a pair of glasses,
thickly coloured
by the norms and values of the society.
I never saw the world as it was
but the way I was made to look it at.

The values I inculcated stood in the way
and blurred my vision.
Since birth, I am in chains
chained in a golden chain,
the dos and don’ts
sacred and profane of the society
to which I belong.


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About Smruti

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty, O.F.S, son of Raj Kishore and Shantilata Mohanty, born at Padmapur, Jagatsinghpur, Odisha on 1.1.1963 is a multilingual poet, essayist and writer. He is a published poet and writer and a featured poet of PENTASI B World Friendship Poetry. His writings include essays, short stories, poems and novels which are published in newspapers and in various national and international magazines, journals and anthologies. Working as Finance Officer in Govt of Odisha, he writes extensively on life, its beauty and intricacies which are widely acclaimed. Poems are published in Mother Anthology by Hall of Poets, Voices of Aspirants by Poetry Planet, Mother by Poetry for Peace, Let the men speak for peace, Aroma of wilting petals, Anupam Bharat, Sourav, The Rock Pebbles, Symphony of Souls, Serious &Hilarious, Heartistry, World poetry on let there be peace, Complexion based discrimination global insight, Thought and Nature Anthology, New Creative Anteriority, Spring Window to peace, Indo African Anthology, Love at first sight, Spilling Essences, You and Me, A new beginning, Heart to Heart, Only you, My Valentine, Whispering Hearts, Poetic Rainbow, Fragrance of Asia, The Harmony, Sahitya Anand, East meets the West, Symphony of Peace, Pearls of Poesy, Ambrosia, International Anthology on Autism, Stars, Sky and Poiesis, Rain Drops of Love, Smrutire Parijat, Peace Lover, GloMag, Feb 2019, Tranquil Muse, Medley of Melodies, Nostalgia, Rise to Higher Essence, Cherry Toppings, Inked Thoughts, Whispering Poiesis, Rippling of Peace, Creative Anteriority, World for Piece, Traumas on Widows, Holistic Healing of Widow, The Global Literati Insights Research Journal, 1st issue 2018 etc. Poems are also featured in online magazines like, our poetry archive, GloMag etc., Poem, Destiny poets, Different truths,

4 thoughts on “Life in chain

  1. amitapaul

    A somber set of reflections accompanied by aa figure in several coils of chains though the title oddly mentions only chain in singular form . Though the idea goes back to Rousseau it ignores the fact that modern man is the product of millions of impulses of survival and progress that led to his evolution and civilization that distinguish him from the unchained beasts of the forest , and that set of healthy social mores alone make collective and social life bearable . No man is an island , nor is a man the author of himself . Man is a social being who cannot live in isolation and needs social conditioning to be bearable to other human beings. Romantic poetic ideas of the Noble Savage can actually be delusional. Still , in the realm of poetry and imagination such liberties with facts can be and often are taken , and a poet is entitled to his own views on the subject.

  2. Pushmaotee Subrun

    Life in chain
    A wonderful poem dear poet… indeed we are all bound by the chains imposed by our cultures…

    Since birth, I am in chains
    chained in a golden chain,
    the dos and don’ts

  3. Chaitali

    A poem that triggers introspection and deep thinking. It also reminds us of Rousseau’s famous thought, “Man is born free, but he is everywhere in chains.”


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