Whoever will hear the voice of my silence,
may the generosity of it all be bestowed upon him;
Not that; in submission, I am cursing thy powers,
it's nothing but my struggle with my own free will;
Life has taken away what not from me,
yet my soul must defy it, come again & ravage me complete;
Almost like thy grace; I shall only request now,
Do leave me with nothing, not even a trace;
I shall rise up again all on my own,
yet leaving you & win one well fought battle;
I resign now on my will; This is nothing but my own free will,
dutiful to thy powers that once have shown me the door to my soul;
In my re-birth; I shall meet you all, oh my loved ones,
for sure then I will be contented on my own, God bless you all;
my companion in thy tryst, my prayer shall delight you in your own world…
Amit - A Capri by self...By soul....
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