If I were a butterfly ,
I would have let my little wings flap,
Thrash them fast,
And find my way to a long forgotten land,
If I had a tiny wing,
I would have had my journey into lethe, even a dirty end,
And I would never be so stagnant.
The world beyond your reach will always seem happier than the world you laid foot on.
~Chaahat
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The Darkest Shade Of Black
PoetryAbout that shade of black that's darker, deeper and stronger. About a black so mean that it scared death away. About the blackness in my heart that seeks to all the bright. About a black so overpowering that it degrades all smiles. About T...
