Set me FREE by Neelam Sinha

If I am cursed to be a slave ,
Slave of my habits ,
Then let me choose my master ;
If I am destined to be in grave ,
Grave of my debits ,
Then let me write my own disaster ;

And give me my whole canvas ,
So that I could paint whatever I want to ;
For if I can’t praise you for my success
Then I won’t blame you for my failures too ;

And let me be anything
Even to be a wanderer ;
For this is not my destiny
I am just a traveler ;

But know before you start
Your merciless laugh,
I am not worried if at end I will get the grave ;
With the no ends
It’s you who is the cursed one
O ! THE IMMORTAL, ETERNAL SLAVE…

End of the poem

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