Lekhny composition -09-May-2023
Freedom from fear is the freedom I claim for you, my Motherland! - fear, the phantom demon, shaped by your own distorted dreams;
Freedom from the burden of ages, bending your head, breaking your back, blinding your eyes to the beckoning call of the future;
Freedom from shackles of slumber wherewith you fasten yourself to night's stillness, mistrusting the star that speaks of truth's adventurous path;
Freedom from the anarchy of a destiny, whose sails are weakly yielded to blind uncertain winds, and the helm to a hand ever rigid and cold as Death;
Freedom from the insult of dwelling in a puppet's world,
where movements are started through brainless wires, repeated through mindless habits; where figures wait with patient obedience for a master of show to be stirred into a moment's mimicry of life.
madhura
11-May-2023 01:05 PM
very nice
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Abhinav ji
11-May-2023 09:02 AM
Very nice 👍
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Renu
10-May-2023 09:09 PM
👍👍
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