This Poem I wrote in two minutes when my dear friend DP Ankit and me were getting frussst in our dear HS teacher's class............ yo ..
My soul yearns to fly;
High high in the sky.
Like a kite colorful and bright,
Flowing away in the abyss of light.
Like an eagle; sharp and loud
Piercing the bosom of clouds.
Even I'd be a storm tossed leaf
Hither tither as the wind please.
But I am tethered to the ground
Just like a moss covered stone.
Just stranded never abound
Stationary,cold,abrupt,alone;
How would I even love to fall
Watch my weariness fall away!!!
My feet just kissing the ground
While the world just; falls away.
My soul yearns to fly
High high in the sky.
My soul yearns to fly;
High high in the sky.
Like a kite colorful and bright,
Flowing away in the abyss of light.
Like an eagle; sharp and loud
Piercing the bosom of clouds.
Even I'd be a storm tossed leaf
Hither tither as the wind please.
But I am tethered to the ground
Just like a moss covered stone.
Just stranded never abound
Stationary,cold,abrupt,alone;
How would I even love to fall
Watch my weariness fall away!!!
My feet just kissing the ground
While the world just; falls away.
My soul yearns to fly
High high in the sky.
2 comments:
nice poem........
economics class is a gud place to write....... i know it by experiences.
thanks amie...but it was english class :P
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