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Monday, September 28, 2009

O' Bird Where Will U Fly


O' bird where will u fly??
The day you breathed first to the day you die
The world lives through you, the world is thy
To the fancy parallel world of rain
For the land is dry, the sun insane
Fruity trees,a flowery monsoon delight
The grass is green at an hourly flight
Traversing rounds of distant inching miles
Fobbed to the mirage of smiling smiles
The food the water the air is rife
The canvas old, a new shade of life
For the love of yours the mate of soul
To the predestined your ethereal goal
To the spirited light or to the silent cry
Resolve to which u will die??
For the peace of heart in heart does lie
O' bird where will u fly??

3 comments:

Rachana Shakyawar said...

@ Vishal

Your poem always bring a tiny turmoil of emotions and thoughts in me...simply adore your writing!!

"...The canvas old, a new shade of life..", such a beautiful line! Indeed reading each and every line of this poem is a sparkling experience in itself!

Longing with/in hope...ok ! then I guess Hope is the key word here!


Beautiful Poem, Vishal!!
Keep the Spark alive:)

Ekam said...

Completely agree with Rachana.
"Traversing rounds of distant inching miles
Fobbed to the mirage of smiling smiles"
Beautiful. Keep writing:)

vishal jindal said...

@ rachana n ekam:

thank u so much..for its u frens..who give me the spirit n motivation to come up with more of writings..
keep visiting :)