In The Air Pocket - Poem by Vidi Writes
From all pressures of worldly mission
Suddenly got into an Air pocket situation
It’s in that local region and space
I lost my height and pace.
I tried to find that radiation
That caused my up and down motion
Is it to cull on, in a swing time?
Why to say, it happens only in summer time?
I blame mine, that great oaf
It caused turbulence lurch, to be a deaf
Airborne, alas! It’s only my fervour driven
Ought to oscillate elecronica realm, a heaven!
It’s common to lose altitude but not magnitude
Its life’s greatest moment to have gratitude
Air Pocket lesson, a quick wit of life
Born in search of corn, descend at times, to get relief.
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