Riddhima Sen submits a wonderful writeup on “Hidden Emotions”
“Delve into the depths of the human soul with Riddhima’s poignant exploration of hidden emotions. In her evocative prose, she unveils the inner turmoil of being confined within a gilded cage, where pain and suffering lurk beneath the facade of smiles and merry songs. Join her as she sheds light on the raw truth behind the mask of happiness, inviting readers to confront the darkness that resides down the alley of suppressed feelings.”
Cage made of gold
I am trapped,
My wings are clipped
My deep pink feathers
Are covered in blood .
I cry out loud,
In pain and agony .
For how long could l smile?
Pretend to chirp and sing a merry song
When it’s all dark
Down the alley
