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Valsa George


Simple Verse. No.10. On Wings


Waking up from my sleep
I felt unusually light
Wasn’t sure what had come about
But was shocked at the queer sight

In the place of my hands
Had sprouted a pair of wings
My mouth had pointed and curved like a beak
Words came out like twittering songs

My long and sturdy legs
Had turned into wire like sticks
And my toes shaped into
Sharp pointed claws

A tail had been fitted upon my back
I was covered in a plumage of brown
My body had thinned and turned so light
And on my head I had a red little crown

Feeling a strange urge to fly,
I flapped my wings and threw myself into the air
But I had a nose dive into the woods below
Never knew flying was like playing with fire

Luckily I could perch on the branch of a tree
Looking around I saw a parrot green
He said he would teach me to fly
He was at rest behind the foliage screen

He said ‘Hop.. hop from branch to branch
One step at a time will take you miles along’
One full day, religiously hopped the way I was told
The next day as I flew in rounds, he came along

Abruptly he announced, looking into the blue sky
“Oh come! On wings of joy, we’ll fly
Let us scoot over hills and skim over dales”
“Tuwee! Tuwee”, in shrill delight, we flew across the sky

Submitted: Thursday, February 27, 2014
Edited: Thursday, February 27, 2014

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From my childhood, I had an irresistible passion for watching birds! May be because of this intrinsic love for birds that I get a recurring dream of waking up from my sleep as a bird and flying about!

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  • Khairul Ahsan (4/30/2014 10:01:00 PM)

    Just read this beautiful poem of yours. What a wonderful imagination so nicely put into words!
    ' “Tuwee! Tuwee”, in shrill delight, we flew across the sky ' - Delighted at this new shrill, wish I could fly like you.
    'One step at a time will take you miles along’ - A very inspiring line. Beautiful!
    Gave it a well deserved 10/10. (Report) Reply

  • Amitava Sur (3/22/2014 10:57:00 PM)

    A lovely imagery to be on the wings.
    Away from the earthly things and you flew across the sky.... very nice (Report) Reply

  • Valerie Dohren (3/18/2014 4:13:00 PM)

    An unusual poem Valsa - I love birds too, but have never had a dream like this. Very inspired. (Report) Reply

  • Patricia Grantham (3/13/2014 8:42:00 AM)

    This is truly one of your best. The urge to fly whether in a dream or
    even while awake is one of mankind greatest wish. Your thoughts
    was so excellently depicted in this poem. It reminds me of my poem
    titled If I Could Fly. Well done again Valsa. You are gifted. (Report) Reply

  • * Sunprincess * (3/6/2014 12:52:00 AM)

    ............this is one of your best writes...you described it so well...I could almost believe you was changing into a bird....truly enjoyed this wonderful poem... (Report) Reply

  • Diane Hine (3/2/2014 9:02:00 PM)

    The dream must be better than the real thing because your wings wouldn't get worn out. (Report) Reply

  • Md Asadullah (3/2/2014 11:30:00 AM)

    Even I feel like flying whenever I see any bird flying :) Tuwee! Tuwee”, in shrill delight, we flew across the sky (Report) Reply

  • Nika Mcguin (3/2/2014 12:21:00 AM)

    I truly love and admire your story telling abilities, this is just lovely~ I so enjoyed this fantastical narration of becoming a bird and learning to fly. A wonderful write a usual ^^

    ~Nika (Report) Reply

  • Geetha Jayakumar (2/28/2014 1:16:00 PM)

    A Beautiful imagery you have created here with wonderful words. That's where the quality lies in a poem. I loved reading each lines. You have captured it very beautifully. I loved reading it. (Report) Reply

  • Dinesh Nair (2/28/2014 10:41:00 AM)

    A fine childhood fancy ending up as just a dream madam Valsa?
    The parrot green is handsome here and he will take you from branch to branch for ever though I doubt whether he can teach you to fly high or not.
    Surely he will soon be in love with you dear bird, I can feel a flutter of it.
    Flying across the sky you both may triumph. But don`t venture out into the scary heights at midnight.

    A fine poem madam... I wanted to write a different note.. that`s all (Report) Reply

  • Juan Olivarez (2/28/2014 8:05:00 AM)

    Your poem has so many sterling qualities. Enchantment, humor, pathos, but most of all creative inspiration. Beautiful piece. (Report) Reply

  • Vivek Tiwari (2/28/2014 2:42:00 AM)

    The dream or rather a beginning of reality.
    If there`s no dream no task to be done.
    Dreams give us hope.
    The way the parrot teaches how to fly is really a way how we begin positively to learn the things.
    And i completely agree with Mr Pradip Chattopadhyay calling you a Bard made by God. (Report) Reply

  • Tirupathi Chandrupatla (2/27/2014 7:24:00 PM)

    What a dream. It always a dream of human being to be free like a bird and your dream is genuine. Nice flight. Beautiful poem. Thank you. (Report) Reply

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