Vera Sidhwa

Condor - Poem by Vera Sidhwa


The condor's wing span tilted,
And he looked a down sweep,
On the vastness that was the land beneath him,
And he nodded.

The freeways were jammed with gridlock,
And the grey fumes filled the sky.
The condor watched out for the towers below,
And it wanted to cry.

But just as the condor's tears weren't seen,
The population hadn't been
Yet to what was to come
Very soon.

It was the condor's sky he thought
But that was for nought
For another winged creature with a huge wing span
Flew above him.

Airplanes swirled through the skies
Of his skies.
They didn't care to despise
Their own sky clutter.

One day, it'll will be the condor's day.
I hope and pray.
For the condor's dream
Is also my completely ignored dream.

Topic(s) of this poem: bird

Comments about Condor by Vera Sidhwa

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (11/5/2015 7:12:00 PM)

    Airplanes swirled through the skies
    Of his skies. Very amazing imagery is painted here on bird topic. Wise sharing done really...10
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 5, 2015

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