Freedom

To free my mind 

To liberate my thoughts

On paper are confined 

What through words would be in knots

Only then can I express

My soul's true identity 

When in phrases I confess 

The truth with such serenity 

In paragraphs or stanzas  

I find no need to hide

All sorts of extravaganzas 

Dwelling deep inside 

After all is written 

When my fingers lay to rest 

My heart is still smitten 

By what lies within my chest 

Unexpected yet fated

Is the time again 

When though my pen will be created 

What in my heart might still remain