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Who felt trapped
And only knew misery.

Held captive by her own fears
Her heart and mind enslaved
For too long.

She took an oath
An oath to escape
Now and to never look back.

I saw hope in hey beautiful eyes
While others saw doubt
But they were wrong.

Courageous and beautiful
Wanted freedom today
Not tomorrow
So she freed herself.

She did not know who to trust
But knew she could trust me
So she put her trust in my hands
Where it still remains

Ambitious she was
Ambitious she still is
Once a chained soul
Now a free spirit.

Written by Tawfeeq Elahi Samad on the 31st of March 2009 [comments] => 1 [counter] => 216 [topic] => 19 [informant] => SAMAD [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => InspirationalPoems )

A Freed Spirit

Contributed by SAMAD on Monday, 22nd June 2009 @ 07:55:32 PM in AEST
Topic: InspirationalPoems

There was a girl
Who felt trapped
And only knew misery.

Held captive by her own fears
Her heart and mind enslaved
For too long.

She took an oath
An oath to escape
Now and to never look back.

I saw hope in hey beautiful eyes
While others saw doubt
But they were wrong.

Courageous and beautiful
Wanted freedom today
Not tomorrow
So she freed herself.

She did not know who to trust
But knew she could trust me
So she put her trust in my hands
Where it still remains

Ambitious she was
Ambitious she still is
Once a chained soul
Now a free spirit.

Written by Tawfeeq Elahi Samad on the 31st of March 2009

Copyright © SAMAD ... [ 2009-06-22 19:55:32]
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Re: A Freed Spirit (User Rating: 1 )
by Lele on Tuesday, 23rd June 2009 @ 11:05:13 AM AEST
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And viva Republic, as described by my country as a woman - and the women.
The poem is sort of music. Its a good poetry. About charity, I believe that depends on people own thoughts if they'll help other people, specially the homeless.

I don't where I see, but I heard a news which informed that people, in general, used to help people when they constantlly lives with homeless or know about their lives.

Bye, bye

Leandro Monteiro

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