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Wednesday, 25 July 2018

The freedom I wish for..



The freedom
I wish for

The freedom 
of running in the streets free of any worry

The freedom
Of laughing without hurting somebody

The freedom
From fear and fear mongering

The freedom
From doubting self and others

The freedom 
Of not judging and not being judged 

The freedom
From Faiths, nations and their fanatic fan clubs

The freedom
From greed and misery 

The freedom
From money and cancerous economy

The freedom
From left and right wings

The freedom
To be an independent observer

The freedom
To think 

The freedom 
To be myself

The freedom 

To dig my nails of truth deep into the heap of masks I am wearing for the world and peel it off

Yes I will bleed
Yes I will feel the pain
Yes I will scream

That scream is not of agony
It is the liberation
an explosion
from the ashes of which rises the phoenix of my free spirit 
breaking out of the shackles keeping me drowned in self-doubt 
and 
gain my rightful flight into the sky

Where, the sun will caress my face with its brightness
While the winds groom my hair
The thunders will sing my victory songs all over the world

Thunderbolts of my writings will destroy demons preying on the inner beauty of my fellows

The rains will wash off the dirt of despair from the face of my earth

The divisive fault lines will get merged in equality

The seas of compassion flood and drown selfishness 

The directions will resound the rebirth cry of humanity

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