Up, up the long, blistering blue
Sprinting off, auburn of catastrophe
Strolling on slurry bonds of Earth
Dancing the skies in wiggly laughter
As happy as clam
Writers sing my freedom in thee!
♠
Soaring high
Under the sun split clouds
Climbing the tumbling mirth
Joining the silvered wings of bliss
Million-dollar smile swung on rope
High in a blowing wind, I bustle
Done a thousand things
In my Pursuit of happiness
Winded I shout out
Hey, catch me if you can.
♠
Tangled in whispering nights
Unveil those mystery links
That binds me to skin
Raw Stung in needles of agony
Dawn passes by
Morning grace swept the air
Like the touch on God’s face
Put out your hand, and I linger
I outreach my hand to catch my freedom
-KiKi
nice one…!
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Thank You Kimi 🙂
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Time to awaken, fly, and spread inspiration, then! YEAAAAHHHHH!!!!!
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Yayyyyy!!!
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Break the shackles of fear and fly like a free bird. It’s our freedom and the soul shall find fulfillment in its quest. Love how you flirted and tease with words. Perfect choice of words that touches the heart:)
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Thank You Vishal 🙂 Your encouragement is my inspiration 🙂
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Break the chains and your WORLD!! Be optimistic. 😀 🙂
– Rahul
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That’s what I mentioned in first two para! 😀
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I know! 😛
– Rahul
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