We all are Sparrows here, Roaming aimlessly to gather a lump of grain,to tie our nests with a twig, to feed our chicks and finally lying as a corpse,unfamiliar and all aerial acts unnoticed. But what does this flight yield? May be the whole voyage is just to fly beyond the heights and to enter in the cave of heaven.
Dreams...... Cannot be 'harnessed', They gallop , free and unbridled , Proud and unhindered , Giving 'wings' to the soul , To reach heights -untold , Don't ever let'em 'die' , Lest you become birds , ...... that cannot 'fly' !
I like travelling. I guess every guy/girl during his 20s realizes the urge to travel and ends up taking a train once in a while to a nearby city ( *cough* Goa *cough*). I like the vagabond lifestyle and to be able to pack my clothes as needed.
Two problems that I have with my antics are elusive and omnipresent. These two articles are frustrating to pack and useful at the same time.
To the flights I desire to the flights destined, to the soul evoking fire and to the skies refined; to the heart of mine craving of release, to the soul with shine willing of ease; I thus owe my wings to the blue cage out there; I thus owe my flights, to liberty in the air...
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Fetching #flights Quotes
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