Aspiring Author | Blogger | Poet
A little birdie golden and free enjoyed soaring into the skies and trees ♥ then one day a fowler laid a trap and the poor bird fell prey to his tricks ♥ he tied her down robbed her, abused her, cut her golden wings and sold them away her soul tarnished as she bled craved…
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While the nation celebrates another year of independence, I fail miserably in convincing myself to join in the massive celebrations. I don’t get a sense of freedom today. Ask me why! I struggle to understand, what being free means. Freedom from foreign clutches? Is that what being free means? ♥ Am I really free? If I…
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Asha Seth 