Meandering thoughts………..


Breaking free

Soar high

I yearn to soar high

invisible bonds of love

shackle me to duty


Let me Walk

I walk tBreaking freehe path

there may be pitfalls

Don’t stop me from walking

as they shape my life

hands that steer me

support me

As I have to traverse 

the high peaks

and the low valleys

to chisel my soul

let me fly

don’t hold me

to avert the imminent hurt 

that might loom around the corner

those are the scars

I need to earn and carry

as they define me ……


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