Freedom, that everyone craves for
Freedom of speech; deeds; religion; thoughts,
desires; dreams; love & expression
Where does actually this feedom exist?
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This land divided as belongings,
No amity, no harmony
Loosing the peace of mind
And peace of security
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You exist in my mornings
In my noons, evenings and nights
In my talks, thoughts and dreams
I feel you in my senses, when I breathe
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Like the first ray of the sun in the morning
You entered my life, and I felt
No one else touched my soul
Deep in, with purity.
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Today I feel like describing him something like this
He is like an ocean
that is deep and talkative at times
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