She wrapped her memories in a valise and sailed away,
Far from the ostensible life she lived.
And from the reek of the horrid past,
she used to so dearly believe.
Copyright © Shantanu Baruah
She wrapped her memories in a valise and sailed away,
Far from the ostensible life she lived.
And from the reek of the horrid past,
she used to so dearly believe.
Copyright © Shantanu Baruah
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and there from there, she soared high.
Thank you, Megha 😊🌸
Oh GES. And how I feel this too sometimes. I live the way you have painted thenpucture so succinctly
Beautiful
Thank you so much
Thank you so much for other kind comment
“.. because some birds are just not meant to be caged!” 🙂 🙂
Lovely poem, Shantanu 🙂
Moving on is the best form of self-preservation. Love the poem 🙂
Thank you so much for your kind comment. Loved your line 😊🌸
Thank you so much. I agree with you. 😊
FREEDOM.
Yes. Always is beautiful
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😊🌸thank you
It was a beautiful poem, so the pleasure was mine really 🙂
Thank you again. You are so kind with your words
Always a pleasure to read your work 🙂
You are such a kind soul ❤️