मुझ पर भरोसा...

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Do you ever observed how do squirrels eat food?
He eats in such a way that it shows his gratitude to the supreme power for the food.
Even a small creature is grateful for his food...
And we think we are the
best creation of god!

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It seems as if
it has rained
after a decades
of drought ۔
Like the brightest
sunshine after a
Thousands of
moonless night۔
The journey begins
Here
My first
anthology
book ,me as
a co-author۔

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And just like a squirrel, when I fell for you, you left a touch of your presence in my heart. The marks were so divine, pure, and full of love that they always make me realize how lucky I have been to worship a form of love for someone who is so pure to love

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यूँ ही किसी ने गिलहरी को मारा ताना और उसका अस्तित्व पूछ डाला...!
गिलहरी- हाँ,पता है मुझे समाज मे मेरी ज्यादा प्रसिद्धि नहीं
पर श्री राम ने मेरे पीठ पर हाथो को फेरकर निशानी दी है
(सेतु पुल निर्माण के समय)
मेरे लिए इससे बड़ी कोई सिद्धि नहीं
#गिलहरी_की_सिद्धि 🐿️
#nidhi_writes✍️

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More so like a Flying Squirrel..!
(Read Caption)

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Say hello to Mr. Squirrel 🐿️♥️
✨

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Chase around,
Like there is no end
To joy in this world
Climb those trees
As though,
No branch must be left
Untouched
Squeal and bark,
Make friends and jump,
Leaving my sight
In a heartbeat
From you little
Sweethearts,
I learn
To be ever so active,
Leave no moment wasted
For now is what I have
To make tomorrow be

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The wolf howled to the squirrel
I should hate the moon!
Should hate its existence
Then why don't I do, squirrel, why don't I?

It makes me restless, makes me lose control
Later mocking my existence as mortal
Making me crave its company all the while
Yet leaving me all alone when I need it most

I should hate the moon, squirrel, I should hate it
But I can't, can't even curse it
Oh, what should I do, squirrel, you better tell me now
Oh squirrel, what do I do?

The moon's not perfect, always knew
Knows it craves for the sun, yet I crave for it no less
Then why is my love called fake, squirrel?
Why am I the villain always?

Why am I left all alone since the beginning of the time
If not for you, where will I go
To the pack? Where all they do is hunt?
I want to fly, squirrel, I want to fly along side the moon

Yet moon will never have me, so I'll howl today
I'll howl with all my passion, let the moon be oblivious
Oblivious to my entire existence

Let it think me a hunter
Let it perceive me a monster, a blood sucker
But I'll love the moon always
Without asking for it to return the favour. Ever.

- ©lyricalsofrt

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The hunter in the wolf knew the end
The chaser in him spoke otherwise
The squirrel was in his paws, struggling
The real struggle partook in the wolf's mind

Kill her or free her to chase again
The dilemma put a threat to his reputation
Allowing a prisoner to break the chains
Oh, that's not how realms are reigned!

Seconds turned into minutes
His brain got shushed beyond that
Facing such a challenge was new to him
The complexity of which blew him apart

Eyeing the squirrel, he squinted at her first
The struggle of the prisoner was going nonstop
He growled at last breaking the peace
And asked the squirrel for one end wish

The movement ceased, giving way to voices
Leaves rustled, birds chirped, yeah they heard every creepiness
Finally the squirrel said she wanted the moon
Making the wolf howl in roaring spurts of laughter & swoon

Why moon? He asked her days after the catch
To entrap you forever with its magnetic charm
The wolf giggled frantically and pinched her tail
To drop her on his back and run the chase.

| The wolf, the squirrel, the dilemma & the chase
©lyricalsofrt

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