Unending,
Life is..
In darkness and in light,
Man swallows mist of happiness,
Staying thirsty,
For delight.
Engravings,
In the tomb of plight,
Shine in shades of virtue,
Accepting fate is matter of faith.
The history distinguishes
Wrong from Right.
Belongings,
Leave us or wait to be snatched,
In the middle of some lonely night;
Pick up those shards of dreams,
If dreams can
Bring some respite.
Pretending,
Helps carrying on,
The impossible, hopeless fight
A smile masking a sad heart,
Hides the tears of faces
Cheerful and bright.
- Flight_of_Swan
Seldom one comes across places where you can share you intimate feelings with so much ease. Sometimes as an emotional vent, sometimes the thoughts you want to share, sometimes just for nothing. The name I have chosen because there is certain amount of freedom attached with it, certain amount of your willingness to touch the heights, and offcourse for some reasons Swans have always attracted me for their ability to fly in flocks as well as solitude.
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