Curse Lifted Poem by Sujoy Bhattacharya

The bird caged and captive in my heart dewails in a sordid, lamenting tune.
Oh my wretched bird!
You are not allow to fly freely in the open sky that invite you cordially with the message of endless blueness.
You are not allow to perch on the branch of a tree.
But who is there to resist you from flowing with the impala speed of the tempest.
Oh my boat!
You are perilously helpless.
You are not allowed to sail on the surface of the river of life.
You don't have the permission to be drowned into the depth of disappointment.
But no one is there to make you flow with the desperate current of the virulent river.
Oh my thought shattered!
You are not allowed to ponder over anything.
So you are mutant speechless.
The death itself has appeared to sail to paradise of life.
The boat will advance towards the port of eternity.