I Hear The Call... Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL

I Hear The Call...



I have to go to a place
farther than my winged dreams
can reach and swim in air there
I never wish to be lifted up by
any angel bird and dropped down
near to a citadel castle in alien land
I may walk, trot or run
with half pain and half fun
maybe the bull`s eye on the farthest altar
blinks and winks at this poor feather!

Sunday, May 4, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: destiny
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