Wondering Liberation…

Sitting so anxious, scared,
And biting my nails.
Tears dropping down my cheeks,
And my face so pale.
Terrible thing it is,
To live in a fear.
My heart jumps to my throat,
Quickly I read his mood.
As of what time he went through,
I like to keep my cool.
Wants to fly in an open air to breath,
But is restricted with duties.
I wonder how will he get liberation,
Freedom to his dreams…

 

© 2012 Pimmi Nag