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1.1k · Nov 2015
The Beginning
Shefali Garg Nov 2015
Heavy-hearted though warm I feel
The skies are high,painted in teal
I am weak, Tyro with spirits at peak
Time has come to leave the nest
Steal the sights...fly high my best!

Flap the wings,may the mood swings
Light up...cheer up...be alive!
Wind may oppose ,its my first flight.
Face the thunders..don't let it rain
Do hold the clouds till energy drains.

My wings are heavy, want a break
Perch of memories, I may fall prey
A moment to live,rest I don't care
Now I am tired,and I am sane
Soon I will fly my home again.
917 · Nov 2015
The Four Walls
Shefali Garg Nov 2015
Familiar places
turn
Unfamiliar if
you don't give up
the comfort
Of the four walls

Unfamiliar places
turn
familiar only if
you don't give up
the boredom
Of the four walls.
413 · Jan 2016
Travel ~ Revival !
Shefali Garg Jan 2016
A thought ,for long hibernated,
peeks out of the cave
The void so damped and cold.
Behold the water splashes by
A shimmering river does flow.

Stepping stones, slipping stones
With Long treads, Short threads
Over the water it runs.
Rubbing eyes, it welcomes fresh
And there the green-wilderness!

The jungle of meshed thoughts.
O my poor notion seems so lost
It wanders, it crawls and it mends
For it is the land of forsaken
But owed to ramble, it befriends.

Snarling snares it doth surpass
Move out before you turn into carcass
Merry and alive on road it ravels
Stirring whirlpool in stagnation
For travelling thoughts, let us travel.
403 · Nov 2015
Not Started Melting Yet
Shefali Garg Nov 2015
As if I am the candle
For long it had been lit
Flaming, burning without any error
Tis enlightening and acknowledged.

For time this blind process
I faithfully climbed.
This time, the passion & the progress
I fail to align.

Yes! for time I had been lit
I am smoking & I am singed.
The heat, the fire all were set
But sorry for I
Not started melting yet.

For now I realise
the burns I endured, the mould I shaped
Is not what my Heart desired and craved.
And the mistaken Fire for long that I hold
Has rendered my heart so cold so cold.
373 · Nov 2015
TRY
Shefali Garg Nov 2015
TRY
I am a bird, let me fly
The far stretched sky,
To the zenith of my sight
Uncover your heart, let it beat
Gloom, distress, sorrow and pain
Being alone and the restless wait
The detested squall will pass by
You are strong, you are destined
Just try, try and TRY!

— The End —