You see me whole early
You smile my wings
You see me wing a flight
Soar happiness high
You drive on....
Raindrops a dance of joy
Smiling my endless tales
And just when
You reach out
Hands seal a bond.
Destiny steps in, hovers
Takes me whole, lifts me away
Lands me down beside
You startle at a new me
In fragments, broken crumbs
I reach for your hand
Grace fingertips, slip away
You try picking a fragment at a time
A new me wipes wholeness away
And I flutter in flight
Against gloomy skies
You drive away....
Across an unwashed shore.
Being a Blue uniform person,I would like to enjoy seeing any flight in the blue sky. So is your flight flutter.
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Thank you sir. The flight of a machine sometimes is a metaphor for the human flight.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful writing. Your creativity and originality seem to be growing with each post.
ReplyDeleteSandeep, thank you.
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