sometimes, amidst the happiest of your days
you suddenly are stuck in strife
of daylights that were gloom
and the nights that did bloom
people around are happy for you
or at least pretending to do so...
glorify or villify
sometimes, even with wings
one cannot just fly...
Copyright© Neerja Yadav
you suddenly are stuck in strife
of daylights that were gloom
and the nights that did bloom
people around are happy for you
or at least pretending to do so...
glorify or villify
sometimes, even with wings
one cannot just fly...
Copyright© Neerja Yadav
disclaimer: the pictures used in the collages are off the web - if the owner/creator has any objection, kindly let me know, this would be promptly taken off
9 comments:
Good to have you aboard, Neers. Lovely poem and I like the font you chose--it gives the impression of wings.
welcome neers. lovely piece.
hmmm... is this you? I have missed you.
"If you lived in your heart, you'd be home by now."
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Love to all.....
nice one, neers. so is this why you are busy?
thank you, all! its good to be here! :)
So very true, and said so well.
reminds somewhat of Un chien andalou! very nice :)
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