How lucky are those little birds
Reverberating the sound of freedom through their fluttering wings.
And how beautiful she appears to a simple eye
Painting the colors of the evening sky.
—Laxmi Bhargavi Golla
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SEASHELLS [short poems]
PoetryIf the Beach is what represents my Life, then I would name the ocean as my Feelings and the seashells as my Poems.
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