I Want To Breathe Silently
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Don’t knock at my door
O Calm breeze, I am waiting
Memories of my dry leaves
Thou art manure! Sprouting
New leaves of life,
On the path of peace
I am bleeding, I strife
O my blur desire, I am waiting
Don’t lock me
Within the ambit of blindness
Nearing my dawn
Away from a single pawn
Between my eyes
Its rising
A golden bun
A beautiful sun
Don’t poke me, I am waiting
With door open
I want to breathe silently
Lungful bright rays of hope
Disturb me not, nope!
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