The Sigh Of The Soul Poem by Kavita Kilam

Something, somewhere within us dies
Is it the soul craving to break its ties?
Unveiling that ugly face of lies
The clutches of life too strong too tight
The feeble strength, no might to fight
The monarch the outer sheath
Struggles, suppressed bound beneath
The vassalage of breath, the shackles of death
The flickering forgetful flame of fire
End up transformed on that pyre
Like a phoenix truth then shall rise
Nowhere, nothing, nobody shall ever sigh!