My Freedom Day Poem by Neeraj Hans

My Freedom Day



My days has been numbered
like a book with not much pages,
then I'll be out of all these cages..
I'll take a step to the new field,
away from lust,
away from every desire..
Think how awesome it would be...
It's nice..
Aut still I've to out some burdens,
so many bills to pay..
And when I will make that all,
that will be my freedom day...

Saturday, March 8, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Death
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