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Rishika Bucha
Terrace Lover
62
Poetry
Looking at the wide open sky
I feel like a bird who loves to fly
Clouds were looking like cotton candy
I wish I could get one handy
Sunset , that I never get tired of
Makes me eagerly wait
To visit the terrace at the top
Those birds at the height
Reminds me of my dreams
I try to stitch with all my might
The cool breeze that I breathe
Smells of freedom and feels extremely sweet
The people I gaze at the roadside
Passing through without a pause
Makes me think
How hurriedly time flows by !
Flowers growing in the pots are
my ornaments
I often wear to decorate my hair bun
Who says terrace has no fun !?
For me , my terrace is a spot filled with
Faith , freedom and reminder
It's where my heart finds solace
And Life feels so much better !
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