I want to fly in vast sky
With fresh air filled in wings and try
I shall go high as much as possible
To smile freely and happily sans trouble
My thoughts travel
And certainly feel well
Not bound by any kind of restriction
Sky is the limit for action
Here it is real freedom
That is witnessed seldom
By my brethren on earth
They die each moment and fear death
The body is made of five particles
Air, water, and clay are the main articles
Body goes in flames to merge with nature
Mortals buried under soil speak truth for sure
So I say and reiterate
I have lot more to state
Not for people or general mass
As this is not room or class
Poetry is such medium
Where you have to keep mum
Use it at its best to convey
Even much to discomfort and dismay
I shall worry for those
Who understand still pose
Many questions as counter
But alas! I am not here to alter
i fly inside and over the sky... Papoulias Ioannis25 minutes ago ?a??sp??a
Enjoyed Sue Green26 minutes ago Your work is written with heart. I enjoyed the read Thank You Comment +1
Leslie Philibert9 minutes ago I know you will ignore what I say, but here goes. As ever, you miss the articles....the sky. Rhymed poetry needs lines of the same length, and syllable count. Poetry is such a medium is grammatically correct. I see no sense in the rhyme scheme. It hops about. As you don`t bother to improve your work, I will not waste my time reading it in future. Comment 1 Comment+1 Hasmukh MehtaLess than a minute ago best of luck to you dear
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
liked it D Singh28 minutes ago great poem. Worth reading Comment +1