A walk un-SPOKEN

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The moment sunrays touches the twig, Mumbai begins the walk

As if just waiting for the nature’s whistle to command

A walk, walk with silent expression.

In a single capture, there role more than thousand stories, all not-expressed !

The “perfect routine” leaves no space for the private zone, except for the end of the package.

A new girl in the city walks down by herself, being the part of walk.

The real state of “aazaadiyan” felt for the first time ever.

A cold breeze by the Marine Drive leaving her to freeze…to the expressions of freedom

Freedom of thought, freedom of happiness !!

Looks to herself and walk, walks to a destination unspecified.

Unknown to the path, she walks.

Walks towards exploring the path !!

Keeping up her motto; no demands, no complaints.

Numb eyes define the grief of turning the emotional zone off !

Because strong girl has to narrate,

Narrate a book, covering the ok’s and goods of life.

The walk has just begun, the walk yet unspoken !!

 

 

 

 

 

The walk of life

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I walk because I have a way to go

It seems unrevealed to me

but, I walk..

A few miles down the road

I stand still, confused

Confused with my thoughts

like a trapped persuasion

but the world glance at me

bother, it doesn’t to me

And I stay..

Stay for self, not alone

but with the power to walk again

people support, deprave

and I fall..

Gathering all my strength

I face the sky

And follow the wings

because one thing I know

I have a long way to go

The wings will set me free,

landing on the world of dream

I will walk, walk from the scratch

Because I still have a way to go..