I Love To Fly Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

I Love To Fly



When I see,
I fly,
Even when I don't see,
I also fly
With my powerful wings,
It seems strange,
But it is true,
The reason is
I always love to soar high,
That's my basic instinct,
From morning to night
They try to find me,
But they fail,
At night they fall deep asleep,
Then they succeed to see me
In their wonderful dream,
That's the great moment for all.

Thursday, December 17, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: imagination
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rose Marie Juan-austin 18 December 2020

A fascinating imaginative write. The passion to fly is innate to some. people. A well expressed poem.

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