What if, I want to set myself free,
Free from the emotions,
Free from the destruction,
Free from the love, which was ablaze.
The serpent was beheading my gratitude,
I was confused with the wretched attitude.
Sometimes, life is like a pendulum,
Reaching it's high and low,
Highs! Where love blooms
Lows! Where I am all alone.
Alone! with the feeling of shame!
Alone I shiver!
Alone I feel lost!
Alone I feel dead!
And, I will be with you soon,
I will dance in the heaven,
And will live my life with happiness and gratitude,
There you set my free,
You complete me with my emotions,
You ponder love in every situation,
You give me chance to smile,
You take me there, and I will be blessed with life.
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