Flying Bird

by Bhaskaranand Jha Bhaskar

An aspiring fledgling

flies in the sky

low, at the start

high, later

and then higher

with its winged reliance,

sans any fear

of falling

down to the ground.

Even when down

its strong determination

lifts the zest

and lofts it up again

with some extra push

to ardor

and greater zeal -

upwards time and again...

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Comments on this Poem

Nice one.

Seshu
17-Jun-2019 21:15 PM