Tuesday, June 22, 2010

The Wind


The clouds were thundering

The wind was wild

The soul was shimmering

Watching the barren lands

Rejuvenating again

With the dead remains,

Washed away from the surface

Giving way to the new life latent inside

Dormant, guarded by the ghosts of lifeless


The wind was never this hoarse

Inbuilt barriers were always stronger than its force

And new beginning

Were never able to get that push,

Might of which be able to lead it to the home


But

The barriers are not strong now,

Like they were before

Been threatened to be broken and ripped

Out of the hearts of this captured soul


But can this wind continue its flow

Till the entire barricades are out from the root

Because such winds have blown earlier as well

But this time, I just want complete freedom

Nothing less, any more



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