I Am Free

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e hymns, while I wonder at this Explosive independence that danced its way towards me.I am free to write, Free to choose, Free to listen, Free to express, Free to love, Free to hope, and free to sleep. Oh, is this heaven? Or, is it an alternate dimension? Is this a black hole, that when I wake up I'd find myself twenty years Into my past and relive my life? But, this is freedom. Yes, freedom it is. And n

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othing fancy as I mentioned above.Although the scars of yesterday remain, I still open picnic blankets And place bowls of liberty on them. These beings never tie my tongue. They let me howl and wail. I can conjure up a lagoon Of hope and happiness here. Fireworks of independence dance on my fingertips, as I finally get to decide For myself, by myself.©Kavya Janani. U</article></body>

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I stand amidst the clouds. The angels bring me swan-quills And ink from Calliope’s veins. I weave my soliloquy on the parchments, And Zeus watches over me. The fairies sing me hymns, while I wonder at this Explosive independence that danced its way towards me.

I am free to write, Free to choose, Free to listen, Free to express, Free to love, Free to hope, and free to sleep. Oh, is this heaven? Or, is it an alternate dimension? Is this a black hole, that when I wake up I'd find myself twenty years Into my past and relive my life? But, this is freedom. Yes, freedom it is. And nothing fancy as I mentioned above.

Although the scars of yesterday remain, I still open picnic blankets And place bowls of liberty on them. These beings never tie my tongue. They let me howl and wail. I can conjure up a lagoon Of hope and happiness here. Fireworks of independence dance on my fingertips, as I finally get to decide For myself, by myself.