Freedom

satishverma

It dims the hope.
Eying peaks of flame.
Absolution?

Seeking moksha?
Do not become what
you dreamed.

Blue sky and moon,
where the passion was.
Coming and going.

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 28th, 2016 09:04
  • Category: Nature
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  • Tony36

    Great write



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