A moment of absence, a moment of desertion;
A day of rebukes and dispute, heart breaking;
Creates a deep incision in the soul, for an age.
The intensity of correlation existed, metamorphose
Into an illusion of bondage, and imprisonment.
Wish if I could throw away these bonds,
Escape and become a free bird and fly away!
The merging of souls- amalgamation;
The manifestations of emotions;
Conglomeration of desires;
Stampede of passions;
The self abuse of thoughts and
Dubious imaginations of the tousled mind...
Forget all these and become free… I wish.
From the dense jungles of reminiscences;
From the umpteen intimate amative affection;
Before singing with discords my melodies
Out of rhythm and beats, forgetting the lines,
And play with the broken strings, if I could
Exit from this stage of oppression and subordination!
If I could ever untie the tangled knots
In the fabulous riddle of life, then
What a great freedom, I will attain!
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