Real long time...had forgotten the tingle my fingers felt when I blogged...I love the feeling...hope to be here a bit more :):)
starts with a saddie poem,which perhaps gives a fair idea of some of us face in real life...a thought which some of my dear ones face daily in real life...
The reason to fly is no more there
the wings are getting plucked of feathers just so slowly one by one
The pain is unbearable but just so wanting
atleast its giving a reason for the tears pricking incessantly in eyes
The process is just so simple
till the last feather is plucked and wing becomes complete naked
then the binding process will start
this will be less painful since the numbness has alraedy set in
and lastly the old mould that was made ready,will be set around
and just like some ornamental bird, a live life will be showcased as "my creation"
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Silly thoughts silly ideas but sane way of expressing them makes a silly idea sometimes become a masterpiece...and a silly person real immortal {as said in my now defunct blog :)}
About Me
- meashie112
- Crazily uncrazy spoonful of common sense mixed with humor.. This blog started as a way to vent emotions but slowly has become a way to put memories on paper before they seem to do a shift delete in the brains and those memories that dont rest till they are put on paper