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01-27-2011, 07:01 PM #1
My life is like a prison, my cage is this world,
my soul is being captured since the day of my birth;
why I am trying to leave, the comfort of this place,
its better to sit in the dark, then to be burnt away.
Here I live unnoticed, and thatís a great blessing,
but still this heart is moaning, for going to the land of rays;
desires of heart are vindictive, like vicious destiny,
both of them forces, human race to pay.
When sun and stars and moons are moving all the time,
then why do these obscured forces donít allow men to sway;
I m living in the darkness, surrounded by million fetters,
Oh! I canít reach those alluring fires, and there is nothing left to say.