The Cage Of Wingless Spirits Poem by M D Dinesh Nair

My soul wants a crash landing
In the special abode of the unknown God
For I cannot still roam
In the infinite skies...

The space in between
The Earth I have left and the heaven is intriguing
And the divine particle gets panicked!
The take off was not my choice!

A cage of wingless spirits and souls
That he prepared for trillions of years!
Still I want to land thereon
And creep through its doors or wholes.

He is the same God of no concerns
Speaks less, sees lesser and hears nothing
He calls me out and asks, ' Why are you here? '
And I smile back at his smiling face...

In the wild spaces of unknown asteroids and comets
I see my predecessors still groaning
I know they did not know the tricks of crash landing
Idiots! I muse....

A charitable act, let Him think
Like the babies are fed by their moms
The dark clouds have already rained in the whole
But I know there is no return flight in waiting...