We are pushing everyone away
And living alone in our personal bay,
To fill the vacuum left by people race
In our closed space,
We add more materialistic comfort,
And fell in love more
with it without much discomfort,
To ease ourselves, we nurture things around us,
Without minding the world’s fuss,
You call it life,
I call it a luxurious prison with daggling overhead knife .

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I am Saranya Sridharan, Software Engineer by profession and a passionate author by choice. My hobby was initially just reading and reading alone. Surprisingly, my writing spree was ignited at a Haiku competition conducted by my college. This ignited spark then rendered to offer another hobby “Blogging” into my life. I have been blogging since then for the last 6 years. I like to motivate people, inspire them to be positive in their life.But being a silent girl , i rarely get the chance to mingle with anyone to express my thoughts. So here i voice out my opinions in words. After reading this people will know this silent girl , actually have a lot to tell to this world. I stick to the simple motto in life, 'Express yourself' In any way you are comfortable with . I have started doing it. What about you !!
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The sword hangs by a thread. ❤❤❤
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Well said 😃
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Indeed it is a prison. Well written 👍
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Thank you 😃
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Deep and well said
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We must reside in fantasy to survive reality these days. Very truly written.🌹
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