A promise to live by,
A promise to die for,
A hope to look forward,
A truth that’s unaltered.
The bird who has no cage,
Poetry not longing for a praise,
The music within, which can’t be stolen,
It’s the sense of complete freedom.
That promise to oneself,
Inside you that fire dwells.
Won’t let you lose until you choose to,
It’s the place where no one can ever intrude.
It could be a reason to,
Not to end to live more..
As he gave his parole (promise),
To that hopeful soul.!
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