Freedom at Last


The thunder roars

the lightning strikes

high hopes soars

to the  seven skies.

 

It pours down blood

a rebellion is in the bud .

The people’s stood up as one

the uprising has begun.

 

Under the cover of the night

guided by flickering fire torch lights

they gather for a fierce fight

to regain  their confiscated rights .

Fed up with living in obscurity

They let out a cry for dignity;

they ‘re Thirsty for freedom

they’re ready for martyrdom.

 

 

full of rage , full of pride

they march side by side

they take long sure strides

cos  in victory they confide.

 

 

 

 

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Timeless Verses


Edgar Allan poe

From childhood’s hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.

Strong Love


My love to you is

deeper than the sea

softer than the morning dew

wider than the sky

freer than a bird’s fly .

 

My love to you is

prettier than a butterfly’s glee

atop a beautiful daisy

purer than a mother’s embrace

warmer than the smile on her baby’s face.

 

My love to you is

gentler than the night breeze

higher than the tallest trees.

brighter than the summer sunlight

stronger than an armored knight.

 

 

I Can’t Bury the past


I can’ t bury the past

My mind keeps digging up

Relics of anguish

Every moment of pain

Every instant of strain.

 

I can’ t bury the past

My mind  keeps flashing

Memories of  grief

every moment of woe

 every  instant of sorrow .

I can ‘t bury the past

My mind still replays

all the sad  wordless tunes  

lurking;echoing

in the far recesses of my mind.  

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