It was a challenge ,
I felt it in my veins,
I had to win ,for the sake of me,
For the sake of my thoughts,
For the sake of what i stand for,
Had i not done it i would not be at peace,
The word freedom would be out of my vocabulary.
I had to try ,
I had to been chosen-by blood,sweat and tear,
I would fight till the loosing end,
Even if I lost,
I would still have tried
Failure would not have been a mistake,
It would be a lesson on its own,
A divine preaching of a tumbled upon ,
shaken,stepped o,but not crumbled soul.
But what was I fighting,
My own soul from within,
Was i worth tormenting myself,
No,Not at all,
Let my thoughts be free,
Let me be free,
I had the answer,
I was the answer,
To the unknown question.

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DEAR POETRY ,MY LOVER
PoetryIf the air around us, had a voice..it would sing poetically, some words cannot be described especially when they contain our feelings, you just have to let it flow let you flow with the words, let me flow the words ....