POOJA LADYLUCK

Rookie (22nd may1991-i wish it to be 22nd may of some year / indore)

Broken Wing** - Poem by POOJA LADYLUCK

Miles past lies the destination
Black bird, with a broken wing struggling to fly
Visible are the painful abrasions
Wounds burn thru her skin, as the steamy air passes by

This desert is vast and wide
and she is completely parched
In the thorny bushes she could hide
But takin a chance to live, forward she marched

Her sunken eyes need some rest
She knows death aint out of sight
She is struggling as she hopes for the best
Where she could have easily mourned at the plight

She is scared as dusk merges to the night
Her torso sheds tears as her wounds do weep
She'd still go on with all her might
To grab the piece of life, the destination keeps.........

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 6, 2008

Poem Edited: Sunday, April 6, 2008


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