Words on lips, cannot utter
See the malicious evil, yet cannot do anything
Want to repent for the sin
Barriers surrounded
Affluent luxuries all around
Cannot even enjoy a bicycle
Cola, Kingfisher, Royal brand in full swing
Education, ideals fear to touch them even
Jewellery, satin dresses, pencil points in dozen
Morality peeks
Eager to repent
No ways found
The freedom of the soul the greatest
Lame before it any rules, regulations, restrictions.
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