Been a tree that resists waves,
Been the flood that carves caves.
Now I desire to move off the fight,
And be gone with the winds,
Flyig as a kite.
Hover as a cloud,
Be lost in a crowd.
Carefree off any fright,
And be gone with the winds,
Flying as a kite.
Want to breathe a free sigh,
Flutter random in the sky.
Nothing be wrong neither right.
And I be gone with the winds,
Flying as a kite.
A string all I need is to feel the ground,
Want to be connected not be bound.
Feel the breeze, life be washed white.
And be gone with the winds,
Flying as a kite.
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I really want to breathe a free sigh and flutter free in the sky..after reading this ..
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Hahaha,..I am.. And you know. ;) All the best till you don't. :)
I love the free-spirited touch in the poem!!
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Thanks Teddy. It really means a lot to me if that is reflected. Thanks for reading.
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