23 Jan


Everyone’s worried nowadays about the extent of freedom.How much of the internet, how much of the written word, how much of protest violent or Gandhian? It’s the way mothers regulate their children at every turn- half an hour of television, one hour of homework, one hour of piano practice. The question is what happens to those mothers when they wizen up?

Books have always been burnt and creative artists always banished….this is nothing new.


Strange how agni*

Likes to lick, cajole, suffocate

With such intensity:

Words,  letters, spine


You  police us, but fire

You are enamoured!

You burn.




© neelthemuse, 2012


Posted by on January 23, 2012 in Day to day


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6 responses to “Censorship

  1. granbee

    January 23, 2012 at 9:55 am

    Thank you, Neel, for providing this perspective on the place in history of censorchip and burning of the the products of creative minds.


  2. Indigo Spider

    January 24, 2012 at 8:22 pm

    Wow, this is intense, a great commentary yet so simple, burns, just likes flames. Love this one!


  3. neelthemuse

    January 25, 2012 at 3:25 am

    Thanks indigo…this poem came from book burning and how it is still manifest today in different avatars.


  4. neelthemuse

    January 25, 2012 at 3:28 am

    Thanks granbee!


  5. lscotthoughts

    January 25, 2012 at 10:49 pm

    Intense, Neel, and I love your perspective from which you wrote this. : )


  6. neelthemuse

    January 29, 2012 at 12:35 pm

    It was from a sad place….glad you liked it:)



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