Freedom : An euphoria

Bathed in seas of crimson,

Tamed and Tortured but never surrendered and could controlled,

Battered wings of freedom,  

Yet sharpened the weapons of anger and hatred every second,

And cloaked patience to embrace independence.

Soaring voices were compelled to wore duct tape of quietness,

Deprived of everything still bear the hope of escaping barbed wire barriers,

Heart never compromised but smilingly sacrificed life,

Tears dropping from corner of eyes penetrated deep down ,

Enslaved our nation became a victory vested upon a simple trade game,

Devouring smells of bomb blasts and gun pellets,

Abolished autarky of rules,

Wore again the crown of freedom.