A Free Soul

my words have turned cliche,
still every verse I speak is true,
pain seems abated......,
thoughts got cremated,
hollow minds and shallow hearts........
I bid ADIEU.
I start afresh my path seems bright.....
I got my wings back, nothing for me to slack,
(I thought “I have every star in sight”, whatever)
I wanna fly high, wanna touch these sky's
Hold on you tears.......I refute your propsition to cry,
couldn't hold myself anymore,
a blissful thought just now touched my core....
here i bid goodbye,
farewell to all the chores..dont wait for me, i might now turn upon the शोर

and one food for thought
the ability to reason overpowers every disability
-Abhineet