Emancipation

 In front of my eyes I can see a number of waves

Fearing it would drown me 

They seem to be fawning and mocking away

and locking my voice in a way

This is the truth

This moment I am shattered

But I have promised, I won't be tamed

I want to fly high

I am the feeling of stormy night 

I won't allow you to slacken

I will be breaking and tearing the strings on bondage

Whatever is written in the rules, do I need to follow?

Whatever has not chaged since centuries

Why can't it be changed now?

I have this right to tell the truth of this moment

I have promised, I won't be tamed

I want to fly high

I am the feeling of stormy night

I won't allow to slacken

I will me breaking and tearing the strings of bondage 

I can't brook

Neither will I stay subdued

I have fleed and crippled all strictures 

Don't keep me restrained

I will achieve power from these

and with these rambling moments I shall just write the memoir of your disgrace

I won't brook your atrocities anymore

You will face shellacking even if you smother me

Strictures cannot stop my aspirations

I want to fly high

I am the feeling of stormy night

I won't allow you to slacken

I will be breaking and tearing the strings of bondage