Journey Of The Shackled Hands Poem by Shakira Nandini
Journey Of The Shackled Hands
Beneath the veil of silence,
The chain of dreams advances.
Hands that share the same pain,
What catastrophe, what a strain.
This line of iron so severe,
Far away from lights, unclear.
A journey upon a weary track,
The tale is shut, no turning back.
The promise of chains will break,
A flame in the sky will awake.
These bound hands will someday sing,
Songs of freedom, winds will bring.
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