Over my head, there is a black sky,

like a despot, making me cry,

I just stood irresolute in front of a big wall,

too afraid to fall,

the situation is slowly making me brusque,

I just want to get off the hook,

with every step I am  taking,

the wall seems to be breaking,

it was after all just imagination,

fear is non existent, but in fashion,

I ran ahead and leapt,

with happiness I wept,

in the new world I entered,

I now became a free bird…


15 thoughts on “free bird….

  1. This is such an inspiring piece of poetry, Shreyans. A wall can be physical wall blocking our path, things that we cannot control. Then again, a wall can also be part of our minds as you alluded to. That is, sometimes the biggest obstacles lies within our imagination and within ourselves – and it can also be the hardest obstacle and challenge to overcome. But if we are able to fight ourselves and stand tall, it is then that we are like the free bird that you say – anything is possible to us then.

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    1. Sorry for late reply mabel…and thank you so much for umderstanding the depth of my piece. Only few can give real value to the writing and you make my writing more valuable. Thank you so much..

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