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Er Piyush Gupta

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पंखों में बसी आज़ादी, चहचहाहट में गूंथी कहानी। पक्षियों की दुनिया, रंग-बिरंगी कहासुनिया। उड़ते हैं ऊँचा, आसमानों की गोदी में, दलदलों से तरक्की, नई उड़ानों में। पंजों की छांव में, सैर करती बहार, गाती हैं सपनों की मिठास एक साथ। दल-दल में बसी एक भविष्य की कहानी, पंखों की लहराहट में, है बर्ड्स की ज़िंदगी। -Er Piyush Gupta- 🕊️🕊️🕊️🕊️🕊️ ©Er Piyush Gupta #swiftbird poem on a bird by Er Piyush Gupta

पंखों में बसी आज़ादी, चहचहाहट में गूंथी कहानी। पक्षियों की दुनिया, रंग-बिरंगी कहासुनिया। उड़ते हैं ऊँचा, आसमानों की गोदी में, दलदलों से तरक्की, नई उड़ानों में। पंजों की छांव में, सैर करती बहार, गाती हैं सपनों की मिठास एक साथ। दल-दल में बसी एक भविष्य की कहानी, पंखों की लहराहट में, है बर्ड्स की ज़िंदगी। -Er Piyush Gupta- 🕊️🕊️🕊️🕊️🕊️ ©Er Piyush Gupta #swiftbird poem on a bird by Er Piyush Gupta

Schizology

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A Cardinal A Cardinal Vibrant red colour Black on its face A bit of grey on its wings A beautiful bird that has grace Photo by J. C. ©Schizology A Cardinal #Cardinal #Bird #poem✍🧡🧡💛

A Cardinal A Cardinal Vibrant red colour Black on its face A bit of grey on its wings A beautiful bird that has grace Photo by J. C. ©Schizology A Cardinal #Cardinal #Bird #poem✍🧡🧡💛

Bhupendra Arya

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A bird Feel ©Bhupendra Arya A Bird Feel

A bird Feel ©Bhupendra Arya A Bird Feel

Akhilesh Kumar

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A beautiful bird A loving bird

A beautiful bird A loving bird

K Bilasen

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A Solitary Bird! A Solitary Bird

A Solitary Bird! A Solitary Bird

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bird on a branch #nojotophotography#photography#bird

bird on a branch #nojotophotography#photography#bird

Akshay Vasu

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And that vast bird with a million feathers in its wings flew from earth towards infinity, And in search of something that it hadn't witnessed before, it bombarded with the star and perished. That night the pieces of its soul fell back to earth like invisible feathers. And each feather entered into each one of our souls who were gazing at the sky that night. We remember how the bird felt. We remember the star it saw in the end. We remember the dreams, desires, and fears of that bird. We understand the soul of it like we understand our own. And whoever has the piece of that bird's soul inside their soul, has a deep desire to fly towards that star, again. ©Akshay Vasu A bird with a million feathers #akshayvasu #bird #infinity #soul

And that vast bird with a million feathers in its wings flew from earth towards infinity, And in search of something that it hadn't witnessed before, it bombarded with the star and perished. That night the pieces of its soul fell back to earth like invisible feathers. And each feather entered into each one of our souls who were gazing at the sky that night. We remember how the bird felt. We remember the star it saw in the end. We remember the dreams, desires, and fears of that bird. We understand the soul of it like we understand our own. And whoever has the piece of that bird's soul inside their soul, has a deep desire to fly towards that star, again. ©Akshay Vasu A bird with a million feathers #akshayvasu #bird #infinity #soul

Akshay Vasu

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I met the same bird after many years. But I couldn't see it the way it was. All I could do was to see it through the memories of it, which had etched into my soul and had changed the shapes with time. It hadn't aged a bit. It had four magnificent wings. The stars shone through its eyes the same way I had witnessed when I had met it the first time. Its presence still took my breath away. Probably even more intensely than it had on the first time. For the entire world, that bird was nothing, but my memories had turned it into something that this creation would never understand. ©Akshay Vasu Memories of a bird #akshayvasu #love #memories #bird

I met the same bird after many years. But I couldn't see it the way it was. All I could do was to see it through the memories of it, which had etched into my soul and had changed the shapes with time. It hadn't aged a bit. It had four magnificent wings. The stars shone through its eyes the same way I had witnessed when I had met it the first time. Its presence still took my breath away. Probably even more intensely than it had on the first time. For the entire world, that bird was nothing, but my memories had turned it into something that this creation would never understand. ©Akshay Vasu Memories of a bird #akshayvasu #love #memories #bird