Tuesday, February 10, 2009

emancipation


The swathed emotion peeked out
Like a naive chrysalis wanting to break free
But suppressed by the pressures around it
It lingered in its cocoon for quite sometime
Sheathed…shackled…strangled…


The quiescent force lurking within
Has found its way to survive
No matter how stifled and forlorn the soul may be
Its wilting limbs ready to spread its wings
To flutter, to fly…to set itself free…

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