Freedom in a Cage – Poem

I stand by the window and wonder What it is to be like caged and wander? Like, how free you can be being trapped too, chained in your thoughts; limited by your infinities bound by the will to savor liberties. The fascination for that air of freedom Luring you every fleeting moment To touch it... Continue Reading →

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