She is calm ,composed but I am the one who is chirpy and impulsive . She is very independent minded and likes to have her own space and I am the one who needs to be around with family all the time.
She hates writing and I just love it. She is the one who loves adventure sports but I just love to watch it on the small screen .
But we both love to travel new places , try new cuisine , watch movies and read a wide array of books.
We are so much different yet so alike in many ways . She happens to my best friend and my little sister . Missing her now as she is away working in Montreal . LOVE YOU , Neha Kishore …
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In the darkest cells
They are kept away
Entrapped and captured
Their spirit wounded
They long for their families
And for the warmth of their homes
The touch of their loved ones
And home cooked food
Their pain is inconsolable
Their dreams chained
The heart is bleeding
And the cries gagged.
They whine in solitude
For the clear skies and blue moon
The birds that sing the most sweet songs
Are the one soaring high in the sky
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PS : A thought passed into my mind that how we enjoy freedom , a privilege to do what we want and roam without any hindrance. But the prisoners , guilty or guiltless , kept and trapped in those darkest cells are subjected to an enormous pain and atrocities. This poem empathizes with those unprivileged people.