GOUTAMI DASNAYAK
I was a caged soul
with quivering pains and silent screams
nipped in the bud were all my dreams.
I struggled on roads full of thorns
no hand to help me, no ears to hear my plight
I faced the stones pelted with all my might.
Then one fine day, hope shone my way
I travelled far and wide
Over oceans, rivers and lands far of sight
I spanned this sky free as a kite.
As I soared up, above and high
across all mountains in this limitless sky,
like a bird spreading its colourful wings,
I found the joy that Freedom brings.
A simple and subtle narrative of hope written excellently. Unless one wings out he or she can not experience freedom.