Barely Free

So fragile, weak and scared they swim in the tank. Not much of the room to breathe not even to stretch their legs, they move up and down with the hope of being free, may be some day they will or may be death will meet them before anything else. The question climbs up on … Continue reading

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A Straight Talk

Grab the heart from the chest Haste while the world is at rest There is no tomorrow Neither there was any past It’s a precious gift Present welcomes you with all its powers Sketching the curves of tomorrow Planning the ups and downs of future still bounded to past But don’t lose hope, keep on … Continue reading

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