Spider webs and we!

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Our lives are like spiderweb
Delicate and intertwine with relationships
And we are like that small spider
Who is busy making his web
His life, his shelter, his everything
While making his life
He falls and fails a hundred times
He fight with all odds
But again stand strong
And build his castle
With full of love and dedication

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Birdie got recognised

‘Lakdi ka pul ll ‘

Birdie is really excited to tell you all that one of her poem ‘Do me a favour’ got a place in the international multilingual poetry anthology ‘Lakdi ka pul ll’ published by the ‘Twin cities poetry club, Hyderabad’.

It’s got possible with your support. I thank each and every blogger friend for your love, support and motivation.

Thank you all… 😊💖

Blank Paper and Blue Ink…

” When Ink meets paper, It makes history.”

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Everyone asks me, why I’m not writing?
They asked what happen to me?
What will I tell you?
When I feel so numb
It’s hard to write anything
When there’s nothing going on
It’s hard to feel anything
When you have bled enough
But, the wound is still there
Which keeps on reminding me
The time we spend together
And I will write
Write on my heart
Which is like the blank white paper
And our love is the blue ink
It will flow non stop
Till my last dying breath

 

Life and Death…

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Life and death are two sides of a same coin
Only one side is visible at a time
But the other side is always a flip away
Life is a beautiful lie
And death is a painful truth
When we lose someone dear
We can’t live without
Our heart breaks
And we can’t get over the loss
But, they live forever in that broken heart
Death is a wound, no one can heal
Love becomes a memory, no one can steal
Whom we love don’t go away
They walk beside us everyday
Bless us in every way
And when tomorrow starts without them
Don’t let yourself fall apart
They are right here in our heart

Captive…

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I’m captive in a golden cage
Beautiful things filling my life’s page
But, a cage is still a cage
Where I’m struggling at this stage
Finding the ways to fly
Again, in that lovely blue sky
Birds are in a cage, never sings
But, in reality they cry
Some way or another
We are all living in a cage
Our own golden cage
Some got tired and compromised
Some are still trying to get recognized
We have to hold on to our dreams
Cause, if dreams die
We will never come out and fly
Freedom is an everlasting hope
So, try and cope
Break out this locked up door
Come out and roar.

Want to be heard…

“Is tanhai main bhi shor sa hai,
Shor teri yaadon ka.”

 

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Have you ever felt all alone?
Alone in a crowd
You know that everyone is around you
Still, you feel ignored and left out
A feeling where no one truly knows you
Like they not even remember your name
When their looks feel empty
With no compassion or pain
When you open your mouth
But no one truly hears you
You feel like crying
But no one there to embrace you
There is nothing more painful
Then being alone in a crowd
There is nothing so crushing
When no one hears you shout loud.