The Chained Soul

I am, the Soul.

I am born free,

With no boundaries set.

Empowered to Roam and Wander,

The whole cosmos my home.

I am born free,

With no enclosures around.

Alas!

Oh, Mortal!

Do you see me?

Fathom, what you’ve done!

I Am Chained,

My freedom Curbed,

My aura lost,

My Soul bruised.

I breathe,

Only to be conscious,

 to set the soul free,

Some day...

Day, never at the horizon.

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