Unwinding Soul

Unwinding Soul short poem

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Caged soul, what makes you sob.
One fine day you’re free or forever barred.
Caged soul, wonder why you shed tears;
I’ve surplus BLISS for all and you; should you ask.
Caged soul, what urges you to survive –
In awe I am, you subsist or have died.
Unwind yourself, my waif-like soul.
At this juncture I am, to seize you there from here.
Unwind yourself for me if you can.
I am the PARADISE every human should be in.
Hold my hand, you’re free to dream.
Of the shimmering sky that forever gleams,
the unsullied air you could evermore breathe,
Of the mountains you could perpetually reach,
Of the lover with who you could eternally be,
Of the valley at length that takes you to THEE.
Wonder who am I, my elfin soul?
I am lone a figment of you UNTIED.

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Arpita Roy

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Born in Gaya, currently living in Bangalore, India. I have recently developed a keen interest into writing, inspired by my all time favorite poet Emily Dickinson of Amherst, Massachusetts.E-book published by Arpita Roy at Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/523778At Smashwords, Apple iBooks, Barnes & Noble, Kobo, Oyster, Baker & Taylor's Blio.com, Txtr, Aldiko on Android , and others.
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