Break the bond of custom.
From the prison of tradition,
Escape !
Delight not in your weakness.
From this imagined delicacy,
Escape !
From these self conjoured
vows of greatness,
Escape !
It too is bondage.
From love's bondage,
Escape !
Not only the thorn,
The flower too emasculate.
Rise my love !
You have to walk along with me...!!!
From the prison of tradition,
Escape !
Delight not in your weakness.
From this imagined delicacy,
Escape !
From these self conjoured
vows of greatness,
Escape !
It too is bondage.
From love's bondage,
Escape !
Not only the thorn,
The flower too emasculate.
Rise my love !
You have to walk along with me...!!!
3 comments:
Hail O u !
Rise my love u hav to walk ....
best piece I ever read ...
Never so mesmerized ..
never so lost ...
never in love ...
like this time I am!
Oh man .. this one is awesome .. and the image is just great .. keep up the good work bud
hey really wonderful...!!
keep writing..wud like to read more frm u
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