Sunday, November 20, 2011
ITS MY STORY - A PIGEON....
Quite busy in building nest with some hopes and dreams
Pecking the grass , holding it and arranging the means
With an emptiness and distant separation from his mate,
Looking to the sky again and again searching the date.
With his unbounded efforts , burrow is taking a shape.
yet Its just a pile of hay as he is alone to habitat.
Beyond his partner querying the wind like a ghost,
When this weather will turn=up from fall to frost.
Antiquity memories are indeed clear then the images lately,
When he used to cross fathoms of the sky to meet her solely.
His wings are now restricted in a way to collect supper,
Preserving the thought,that soon he will meet his sugar.
Obstacles are affecting his line of sight and a doubtful fate,
But he becomes much stronger with the strength of his soul-mate.
Aerie is now almost complete and strong enough to face breeze,
Like his determination to embrace her , which no one can seize.!!
:- Vinay Singla ( 20 Novemeber 2011 , 7:39 PM)
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