“Calm seas never make a sailor n
Low hills never make a climber..”
While fluttering her wings
Thru the torrent of winds
In board daylight she used to fly
Dreaming big and aiming very high..
Tweeting differently from other birds
She tried to reach the mighty clouds..
She fell down far from her goal
As Sun’s glare played its role..
Stranded on earth she looked at sky..
Cursing the day when she learnt to fly.
Tears rolled down as she flared her ambitions..
Pain in heart forbade her mind to function..
Thought about her years of prayer..
Which couldn’t take her anywhere?
But it was God’s design she failed to comprehend
To make her strong as she has d world to withstand..
None prayers have ever gone unheard..
When they come from something such pure..
Sun will be made to cease its glare..
clouds shall be brought down somwher.
Time will come when she’ll again touch the sky.
Over the horizon she‘ll make her own way..
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4 comments:
u finaly rmbrd ur passwrd? :p
i loved it realy. i cud mk out the hidden msg. thanx!!
gud one...
i dunno wot s the hidden meaning of it or n wot way u presented it...
but ma situation is also almost same n so i liked it..
@ the Inspiration..
The way you cld relate dis poem to ur is itself d hidden msg... V tend to get disconnected with the "Source" at tyms of adversities n thus become weak... thanx 4 lykin it...
Hey Bro this is a amazing piece of poetry!! I wonder why the bird is she :-)
Good work.
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