A bullet shot blindly
Into the sky left it
In splinters
Scattered feathers
Blown around earth
Birds left to rest
In wounded peace
The redness reflected
On the sky-mirror
Bluish-red stared
Helplessly at the
Lifeless feathers...
It has deep meaning on symbolic level..just what is going on around us and a poet's heart cries at it.
Nothing escapes a poet's keen observation especially in the heated brooding moment! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sometimes aimless shot is more dangerous than one properly directed. We need to learn.