But never lift an inch
From the magnetized Earth
And I realized though I sing
Not a bird,
And limbs are not wings!
a humble dedication to my brother poet Shridhar B S in gratitude!
* I hear a mutter though the Sun & Moon are not in good terms they never show the grudge, just rise and set in the familiar sky?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem