cut off from the world outside
we are living an aimless life
sun goes down as stars shine out
day passes like a muted sound
A beautiful bird in a golden cage,hmmm… I don’t know how it feels. All my life I have been a bird with broken wings. Now the wings are healing, very slowly, but I can still see the progress, and one day I can fly as high as possible, to reach for the stars, and cuddle the moon, inshaallah.. 🙂
Btw, let me know when you need a hand to break the cage. I can surely use my beak. Hehe, 😉
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i am not a poetess or a writer....... i just give words to my thoughts.hope you like some of it....and for that take a tour.
P.S all the photos in my blog are from Google images.
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