Prisoner
Amal Ikhlassi
Gentle breeze caress my weary heart
Nature's light breathe warmth into my days
Emptiness and aching soul depart
Melody of winter sunset play
Nighttime finds me by a soothing stream
Fire burning softly near my feet
Time to recollect and time to dream
Of a life that could have been complete
Truth cannot be held in chains too long
Love cannot be simply pushed aside
Hearts cannot be muted from their song
And passion cannot keep itself inside
The lesson has been taught and I have learned
Hide your fire, and you will be burned.
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