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Like a bird my mind flew,
Amid versatility of clouds.
With no proper destination
I paved my way.
Enjoying the beauty of cumulus,
Daring the dangers of nimbus,
To reach the crimson horizon
Where golden rays of sinking sun
Embraced the moon lovingly.
Like the Bird my mind flew,
Amid the thicket of forest
Where there is no trails,
But paving my own way.
Enjoying the ethereal natural beauty,
Of flowers and leaves in different colour,
Of lichens and mosses on hanging branches
To discover the peace of silence'
With the taste of bountiful fruits.
Like the bird my mind flew,
Flapping the lightness of my wings
Crossing the vales and mountains
To reach the cradle of Home Sweet Home.
...and now the tiny flapping wings rests in the warm nest???nice one as usual!
ReplyDeletefreedom is in the wing of birds and happiness in the warm nest:) thank you for your comment madam. keep visiting.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem bro. as usual. Keep going.
ReplyDelete@ Madam Sangye, @ Sogyel: Thanks a lot for taking your valuable time to read my stuffs and dropping your appreciation. I lost my facebook so couldnot comment via it.
ReplyDelete@Langa bro: You keep me moving, thanks a lot.
With Freedom comes more adventure in the next part of your life.
ReplyDeleteA wonderful and a cheerful post like always :)
Dear Yeesi,
ReplyDeleteVery true! As long as the wings of bird are not deformed completely, lossing a feather or two does not make the bird lame, but rather it gives more strength to try soaring higher. Thanks for your encouraging words.
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