Learning the art of flying now ready,
We are now flying in flight of steady.
We have entered inside an aeroplane,
To fix off the belt hostess does explain.
The vehicle has started running now,
We shall move soon to capital in vow.
How will it land there we are thinking,
Time to time with God we are linking.
The flight has taken to go up the turn,
It has started flying from land upturn.
Concern is going to watch the new city,
We are on call of father to meet, no pity.
Soon we shall be in Delhi after an hour,
Then again at morning will fly in power.
Flower we shall offer father with due love,
We are flying as eagerly flies in sky dove
We shall reach to Mount Abu by a train,
Father of heaven will wash out our pain.
Rain of boon drop by drop he does of light,
To meet father again we are flying in flight.
picture of sunprincess ♡ ♡ ♡ x........fantastic ink! ! ! ..i would love to fly an airplane....would love to have some company on the plane...any volunteers? ★ 11 Mar 2015 by sunprincess ♡ ♡ ♡ | Reply picture of senthil nathan xPoem of flying colours...great sir. 11 Mar 2015 by senthil nathan | Reply picture of Utpal Moran xNice with flying emotions... 11 Mar 2015 by Utpal Moran | Reply
With great detail you have captured the unique experience that is flying so beautifully!
Flying has become a routine thing today. Everyone in the flight is delighted when it lands. Beautiful poem describing a flight in neat detail.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
At Delhi, the Father Of the Nation at Rajghat, At Mount Abu, the Father Of the Universe (in nature) . Lovely.