Without Shackles Poem by Liza Sud
Without Shackles
I don't write poems for so long,
Soul doesn't want to.
I dreamed of hands without bonds
for day and night too.
It happened so! That is the world.
But to my wonder,
I don't feel comfort without bonds.
used to be humble.
It's not so easy - I will say
at our meeting.
The pain that from the shackles remained,
For soul is healing.
Saturday, October 10, 2015
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4/25/2024 8:45:02 AM # 1.0.0.1119
The soul that healing wonderful expression of feeling it felt.