Moving out

As un-granted choice
I heard your voice
Murmuring in to my ear
Hazy but clear
Hammering for me to admit
Creating an eco it emit
& striking me to aspire
The tone for me to admire
Splitting the rhyme of my heart bit
Hammering to transmit
Caging me into the pit
With my thought to commit
Departing me with the fire
Engulfing my thought & desire
Putting me on burning tar
Pushing me too far
Where the way back was engraved
With Pebble & thorny paved
Choosing to be active
Then to be passive
& moved on with life
Although in the way I strive
Inscribing a smile on face
With my possession as grace
 With requirements very less
Finding happiness out of mess
Turning things to my choice
Whether activities or voice
& live the way I wanted
Not allowing any thing un-granted.