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WINGS OF LIBERTY!

Softly but gently surges my mind,

Into the un-riddled world of emotion;

Sets me gracefully with uncontrollable notion,

Afar, it drifts to my dreamy land of ecstasy!

Infancy made me quite sober and mild; though

I got groomed by, the compassionate hands of care!

Childhood swung me into the enviable wheel of motion,

And I could toddle around within my physical boundaries.

Boyhood gave me the unfurling freedom of thoughts,

But couldn’t ponder and fly into my infinite world of dreams;

Manhood provided me the wings of liberty that I could stretch; but

I just flew away breaking all moral shackles to reach unseen lands.

What I couldn’t experience in childhood and boyhood,

As a grown up man, I came to be aware of; but got spilled over.

A heavily laden life-package with quite a few likes but with too many dislikes;

What unfolds and emerges in mind after all this is; life’s last riddle of life after death!