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In the world of nothing but nightmares
Not known to you and all
Behind the invisible bars
Of poverty, of ignorance
Freedom that's gone long ago
The way happiness often forgets to go
And despair never leaves
You will find me there.

Empty inside - like the mountain without fire
Yet standing strong
With my wings incised
I, who was addicted to long flights

Buried deep down the earth
I oozed out
For I was a seed
I grew up to become a tree - dark and strong
That which stood tropical storms
And passed by millennial falls

In the world of restrictions
Into the confinement
I discovered my own freedom
Despite the worldly failures
I triumphed over humanity

© Suraj Raj Keshari
(A Lucent Photon)

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