Friday, January 20, 2017

The last flight...

They flew…
Swiftly, whirling together,
Their silhouettes-
Those slithering reflection on the vast sea!

She beheld-
Parking her dying soul,
On the old rugs of memories
She dusted her wings,
She once promised-
Of kissing those limitless horizons…
She beheld-
The fading sun,
The silent shores,
And those fallen flowers…
From behind the bar-less cage.
Something was missing in her,
Missing around her,
Deep in her, rested-
That fathomless void;
Shackling her spirit.

Those withered feathers,
Blame no wind-
Her cascading tears-
Shall meet that destiny!
For, she knew somewhere,
That hope shall bloom again-
From that abyss in her!
And she shall fly,
That day,

To that blank…

Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"

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