Free bird. πŸ’–

​In your escapes,
In your wanderings,
You’ll find a part of yourself..
which wasn’t really lost.

You just never knew you had one.
A part which chose to show itself..
only in the rarest of occasion.
That part, of a Free bird..
waiting to flap it’s wings,
And fly away from this world of torments.

– Kinjal Parekh. πŸ‘‘β€

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10 thoughts on “Free bird. πŸ’–

  1. Pretty poem dear. Nice thought you put in there, I believe it too, that we leave a part of us in every person we meet, in every moment of time, scattered like dust. Keep smiling and Happy Blogging. πŸ™‚

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