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A Bird Without Nest

A Bird Without Nest


A bird; without nest
Wondering around her dreams,
Feelings of joy and
Trust on her almighty ||

She never gets tired
Flying, Flying, Flying 
The hope never disappoints ||

One day, the bird
Got her nest,
With two new lives || 

The bird learnt one cognizance
Flying, Flying, Flying
Trust, Trust, Trust
Faith, Faith, Faith 
On Almighty ||

              -Hena Kausar 



 

Comments

  1. Unknown14 March 2022 at 03:18

    Aaahh! Finally you posted your new blog! I waited soo long for it!! Anyways, it's a nice one 👍🏻 Well, should I say, 'when is your stuff not nice?' Lol 😆

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    1. Unknown14 March 2022 at 03:20

      *I forgot to write it over there* Can you do some stories next time?

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    2. Hena kausar14 March 2022 at 08:44

      Thanks a ton

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    3. Hena kausar8 June 2022 at 09:09

      I have tried to write a short story, please read my new post Alone

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  2. Unknown14 March 2022 at 05:09

    Ohh mann! I think you've make up your mind to turn English from my least favourite subject to most favourite one! 😂
    This was like soo amazing! You really think out of the box!!

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  3. Unknown14 March 2022 at 05:10

    Can't stop praising this piece of perfection.

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  4. Unknown14 March 2022 at 07:36

    As I'm still a bird living in my parents' nest.. XD so I can't relate that much... but this poem is great 👍🏻

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    1. Hena kausar14 March 2022 at 07:51

      One day you will get your own nest on the top of the world so keep working hard

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  5. Unknown14 March 2022 at 08:29

    It reminds me of the 80s and 90s when we were struggling in the lanes of San Francisco. I had only one thing with me that was hope. And the hope and trust on my almighty brought me a nest.

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    1. Unknown14 March 2022 at 08:30

      Very nice poem. Keep it up dear.

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    2. Hena kausar14 March 2022 at 08:43

      You made me nostalgic, thanks

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    3. Hena kausar14 March 2022 at 20:44

      If you can relate with my blogs then please spread it all around . May be it will become healer for them.

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    4. Unknown15 March 2022 at 05:39

      Yes I shared it with my other friends and they liked it too. Anyone can relate with this masterpiece.

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  6. Unknown15 March 2022 at 01:59

    Well said.. i hope this blog is the story of every human being.. keep posting this kind of line.. congratulations Hena.

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  7. Unknown15 March 2022 at 03:02

    "God! O' God! Tell me why aren't such easy, beautiful and meaningful poems there in our study packages? Tell me God! I wanna know!"
    Well.. that was my eternal conversation with God 😆 🤣 😂 But I'm for sure gonna request The Netherlands education Council to update their courses 😆 🤣
    Loooved it! Keep it up Hena👍🏻

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  8. Unknown15 March 2022 at 05:37

    This made my day again :)) Well... not again because that time I left a comment at 11:00 p.m. or something.. so that one made my night 😂

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  9. Anonymous15 March 2022 at 10:24

    Superb! Such an amazing poem, it's really too relatable and btw I really like your content.
    Keep going, your work is just fabulous!!

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  10. Hena kausar17 March 2022 at 01:34

    I want to thanks all as your comments always inspire me.

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