Treasure Island

pardaz sheikh


Freedom


Papa shouts
Mama whispers
Read and get good marks
Do something..
Be a good man..
I am not bad
I want to read the world
With my own way...
Words are puzzle
All are busy with
What physics or chemistry
or mathematics.......
And history the boring one
I dont know about my self
I think everybody is mystery
Why to read history.

I want to be bird
I want be an air
I want to be a river
I want to be a cloud
I dont want hurt anybody..
I want freedom and freedom
Freedom to dream
Freedom to talk
Freedom to learn
Freedom to walk
Freedom to love
Freedom to help
Freedom to donate
Freedom to Live
Finally freedom to breathe..

Submitted: Sunday, February 03, 2013

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