Freedom is a dream
A subtle silvery dream
Hanging around the hills and vales of our desires
Interwoven in intricate patterns
A trap for the naive mind.
Freedom is a constant struggle
The writhing battle between The butterfly and the cocoon The caterpillar’s agony The garden’s desire for sunshine The bird’s fancy for the blue sky.
Freedom is an illusion:
The golden deer of unreal passion The eluding pearl in the oyster’s bosom The continuous corroding of self On the sandy beach of relations.
Freedom may be the moment
When one no longer wants to belong Melting into the white halo of the self Beyond the cosmic spheres of the body. Bold poems on Freedom Magnificent feelings on Meaning Abundant thoughts on Search
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Loving mother, devoted wife, dedicated house wife.sincere professional.Friendship as credo,religious yet skeptical.I love to TEACH! Motto of life is 2 live for others, live in d present . LET OTHERS LIVE LIFE AS PER THEIR WILL N CHOICE!
freedom has a price another roll of the dice to make you think twice shadows in their torment hence the opened door the ability to explore meadows lies a lark walking in the park the creatures with features the whinding
take it to the beat watch us meet to greet fooling in the street tripping on the beach smoking fat leaves doing what you please as busy as a bee making sweet history there’s a battle for your mind I’m
Tore away all my aprons, one by one, my shirt, shoes, socks and pants, wrist-watch and lastly, all under wears, and I look myself up and down, fully naked, from tip to toes, I liked to see me, as far
My heart broke into raptures , my ears listened to the cymbals of freedom. Long hours of toil, moments of agony had come to an end. My life’s most important exam was over. But was I at peace? No, this
Never sell your freedom.. Freedom does not have price… It is necessary as you breath.. It has no worth in return.. It is the charm of life.. It is the smile of eyes.. It is the voice of your inner