Nida Sofi

Rookie - 42 Points [writer] (Srinagar, Kashmir)

Change And Growth

Little innocent was I, much free was I
My treasure was little, much jolly was I,
Birds were companion, had my own heaven
My soul was so subtle and soft, in fantasy dreams I was being taken,
I shouted I laughed I jumped I danced
I cried I shared I pretended I lied,
Lest i growed and growed up slowly
I look in the mirror and find someone else sadly,
This world is so cruel that world is brutal

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