Poem -

broken wings.

I felt my wings were broken,
Afraid to fly,
Incase i fall,
The very thought of hitting the ground,
You never caught my fall,
I planted my feet,
Bound them to the ground,
Afraid to step,
Afraid off all,
Our commutation broke down,
No more greetings with smiles,
Just a frown,
How could i believe in myself,
I was living life,
Upside down,
I grasped what little i could hold,
Afraid of dying in love so cold,
My hands were tiering,
No more strength within,
So slowly i let go,
Freefalling in a timeless matter,
Towards the space below,
But heading upwards towards the sky in flow,
My wings were not broken,
nor
Were they bent,
Released into life with heavily scent,
Bound for glory,
A life of love without descent,
Falling upwards,
Life in reverse,
For broken wings,
Was my own curse,
You happy planted within,
Escaping the fear,
Flying upwards not down,
A smile on my face with amazement,
Looking down upon him,
His feet are bound to the pavement below,
Starring down upon him,
Wishing him farewell,
Hope someday,
He will also break free,
From the world of living hell.

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Ravindra Kumar

Wavering view,...suspicion of mind,...hope in future,..quiet understanding,..very nice.

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