FREEDOM OF WILL..... PART ONE
Freedom of will is an essence of my life
Who are you to decide journey of my life?
In the name of preservation, you make me still cry
I can't let you to design, color of rainbow for my sky.
I like to live with identity of my own voice
Hate me or love me, it is your own choice.
I will rescue myself from your mental -chain
To design clouds that ensure hope of rain..
A struggle to claim equal share of my own
To proclaim my nation as a part of mine.
Don't think me as a bird without wings
I can fly and cross boundary of slavery ring.
Oh dictators, symbols of cruelty and injustice
You misused power to gain from malpractice.
You will be swept away, definitely by wave of time
You have no right to decide faith of my life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem