Birds fly high,
up away in the sky
Bird within
flaps wings in reply
I gaze and
gaze deep in the sky
To catch
sight, match its height
Where is the
line that needs crossing?
Where is that
flag I need move past?
Birds, still
flying and forever will
Here on ground
I’m waiting still
Often they
come down for me to sway
I keep fledging
my wings to fly away.
Beasts who
roar, deep in the forest
A roar rises
and buries in my chest
I see mortals
living the lives I want
Things I
fancied, or I’d have planned
Where is the
map that I once had in my hand?
Where is that
road that was laid here before?
Beasts, they
can never die and never will
That roar within
is kicking and alive still
One day these
roars will echo all the way
I’ll pave
those roads and briskly run away.
Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird, that cannot fly.
Beautiful expressions !
ReplyDeleteregards.
Amazing and uplifting lines... :)
ReplyDeleteIt becomes unwittingly difficult to get results when things turn out to be unfavorable. Sometimes things just don't click when misfortune rears its ugly head. Nicely Jyoti!
ReplyDeleteHank
अदम्य लालसा बनी रहे!
ReplyDeleteLet this relentless pursuit remain unconquered!
heya...smiles. nice contrast between the freedom of birds and the imprisonment by beasts...that we would hold on to our wings...
ReplyDeleteall is well...staying busy, living...
Your words will surely soar high, always :-)
ReplyDeleteAs always...amazing :)
ReplyDeleteWonderful post, its amazing to read about it..
ReplyDeleteAwesome post, thanks for sharing this post..
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing this wonderful post, It is awesome.
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ReplyDeleteWonderful one post keep on going up
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