A free soul-
Buried deep in mirth
Surmounts all the woe
And dreams infinite
To mend the wound
That squirts over mind
And poisons its frame.
A free soul-
Delirious with queries
Of authentic facts
And anxious about the world
Wanders beyond measure
Through mountains and valleys
And sails in the heart
Of the great sea;
To seek for a pearl
Of knowledge and wisdom.
A free soul-
Enriched with grief
Accumulated over the ages
Through laxity and exploitation
Of some cruel authority
Banished from all morality,
Quashes the former
Agitating with great revolution.
A free soul-
Builds and burns
With its immense power
And reforms the land
Sticking to its vision
Of cure, courage and unison,
At the turn of the tide
Smiting the ruin of all evil.
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A free soul is bold enough to rebel, to fight till the last drop of blood is shed.A bold and touching poem Partha, carry it on
A free soul, unencumbered by the status quo is what we should all be. Thank you, Partha
Welcome sir, I hope you will provide constructive advice for my future entries too
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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