let me be free tie not my spirit with how I should be just let me be free
let me sing with the tinkling chimes let me dance with the gusty winds let me cry heartbroken in rain and indulge in rhyme pardon me, but that’s how I feel alive
let me fight crime let me forget time let me be me judge me if you like but, set me free…
hey sarayu, indake naku scrap pedadhamanukunna...chala rojulayyindhi ne blog lo kotha updates leka.......anyway, about this one.......if this was a story i would say pitta katha.......but, for a poem its like a cute..little......thought expressed clearly with a feel that probably never ends.............. bye, harsha
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hey sarayu, indake naku scrap pedadhamanukunna...chala rojulayyindhi ne blog lo kotha updates leka.......anyway, about this one.......if this was a story i would say pitta katha.......but, for a poem its like a cute..little......thought expressed clearly with a feel that probably never ends..............
bye, harsha
Hey a very nice and small one, i think with the poetic skill u have u can extend this more. The picture is apt, good job again.
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Admirer
A free spirit on a swing is a great illustration to a poem whose narrator wants to be free to achieve her desires - poetry, peace. Beautiful feelings.
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