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freedom to each
Contributed by
rao_karishma
on
Sunday, 15th January 2006 @ 03:55:12 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Not bound by heavy chains Not blocked all over by canes As a butterfly in the wilderness Wandering about with a burden less.
A child in his mothers arms no more Feels he has to reach the earths core. Freedom for him is to let go Of the hand that prevented him from doing so.
A spirited youth, a Romeo in the making Trying to impress a maiden in waiting; Discovers freedom in breaking the rules Set by the elders who thought him one of the fools.
A man by the maternity ward Waiting to hear the snap of a chord Finally gains freedom from the tension When the cry of the child and wife gains his attention.
The old man, awaiting his death Knowing his life had been led to the zenith Awaits his freedom from misery By taking the path to spirituality.
As the cadaver lies on the ground The spirit from it rising without a sound; In the Almightys arms when it rests Is the freedom received at its best.
Copyright ©
rao_karishma
... [
2006-01-15 03:55:12] (Date/Time posted on
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