Thousands of days had passed,
but I was still into my worst nightmare.
The sky was dark
...
Hajaarh Muhammad Bashar was born and raised in minna, Niger state. Nigeria. She is a graduate of microbiology from Al-Hikmah and has great interest in science, novels, art, and poetry. Hajaarh is a microbiologist by profession and a budding writer who is about to have her books on different genres in literature published. Most of her works are on love, humanity, science, domestic violence, religion and nature. Some had appeared in online sites while others are soon to be published.)
Sometimes
Sometimes
I wish I was a bird
And had wings to fly
To fly up the sky
With no boundaries
Or restrictions.
Sometimes
I wish I could go far away from the world
World that is dark and tainted
World full of death and horror
World full of doubts and fears.
Sometimes
I wish I could live and be free
Have everything to myself and give
Forget every worries or sadness
And live
Live happily
Full of light and love.
Sometimes
Just sometimes
I wish I could love everyone
Even if I would get hurt
And still be me.
Love is like a bird it settles on any tree and take off at anytime but it always comes back to the most comfortable tree and make a nest to spend the rest of it life and reproduce.