When you reminded me of "broken wings"
I lost beautiful ground and failed to sing
It was severe blow to my own kingdom
I have witnessed such beautiful creature seldom
You wished to soar in the sky
I heard it and felt very shy
As you were found still in same zeal
The world seemed to you not artificial but real
You were perfect soul mate
Never thought of self to narrate
What all had bothered you?
How much plight you had undergone through?
You had wished only world
Lovely and beautiful to remain in fold
Some magician came and shattered
Whole of your life was altered
You were sky bound and crashed
Wings were crippled and dashed
To strike on ground and never to regain
Your whole story is full of pain
You have still elegance of queen
As beautiful as never have been
Who can kill your inner spirit?
You are, even today, healthy and fit
I shall grow when you blow
With gentle wind and with river's flow
There is much more to enjoy than to loose
You are super as always but one has to choose
last line say it all Tom Kennedy11 hours ago I enjoy your honest writings....Hasmukh Your poet friend, Tom Kennedy Comment +1 It goood
Your poet friend, Tom Kennedy Comment +1 It goood
Rahima YAsin12 hours ago Its different! ! Comment +1 a poem of choice
Alan Green 'Guppyman'12 hours ago the poet says it is one or the other
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Jen Walls Hasmukh, your To Soar In Sky is so deeply tender and spiritually affectionate to the soul...I feel the depth of this write and I so love I shall grow when you blow with gentle wind and with river's flow... You are certainly a tender heart to achieve this lovely write. Thanks!