Student Blog Published on 2022-07-17 Ashutosh Jha X ‘I’ Like a string, Somebody pulls and you fume, You lay lost in the sandy dune. Fall head-first on the ground, Broken thoughts don't make a sound, Flying too long to be free, The wall of time you did not see. You want a world of angel and fairy It's too bad all you have is a blurred memory, Your life was a tune and you were a bard, Lived all of it safe and didn't try hard Lay you dying bird, Lay underneath the sky, For a bird with broken wings, Can never fly.
