I Feel Free Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque

I feel free,
When my pen or keyboard,
Does give birth to breathtaking words,
For myriad others to study.

I feel free,
After making someone smile,
By lending a hand,
To that certain needy.

I feel free,
When the works get recognised,
Regardless of the place- abroad,
Or within my country.

I feel free,
Each time when I kiss the sky,
By erecting,
Each pyramid of victory.

I feel free,
When I behold the heavens,
The greenery, the mountain,
The river and the sea.