Break the crutches
Bid the cast farewell
Spike and sparkle.
Like a sessile oyster
Clasp on freedom
Peruse the shackles
And lynch the brittle spell.
Dark days are gone
In stream of burning vapor
Paradox of fiction looms
And like a pendulum, it dangles.
Blow the air a kiss
Listen to the wind
See through the sun
Master the calmness of the moon.
Befriend the birds,
And shake hands with the sky,
Feel the freedom of flying
Where thrilling spectacles abound.
A new day is here, enjoy the breath of freedom!
A poignant rendition well articulated and nicely brought forth with clarity of thought and mind. A beautiful work of art.
I really love this poem. So deep and quite encouraging. Awesome!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Befriend the birds and shake hands with the sky, feel the freedom of flying. So much dexterity and beauty employed in writing this piece. The taste of freedom is so sweet.