I like to fly high, higher and highest in the sky
Being free from all these impending sorrows and strife
Wanting to fly high above, abundantly in the sky
Where there is no boundaries of anything
Nor any selfish desires and mean feelings of mine.
I intend to float along with the white moving clouds
Over the expanse of sprawling meadows, a rivulet
Quietly flowing by and a peaceful picturesque -
Solitary country side.
Being so tired -
In living in this suffocating jungle of human society
With it’s unending desires, selfishness and egos,
With unbelievable torture, hatred and strife! !
Wanting to fly high above, abundantly in the sky
Where there is no boundaries of anything
Nor any selfish desires and mean feelings of mine.
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Amitava (15.4.2015) 6-30am
You've expressed so well a common need to escape from the turmoil and strife in this world.
Wanting to fly high above, abundantly in the sky Where there is no boundaries of anything Nor any selfish desires and mean feelings of mine......ofcourse we want to free from selifish desires, tortures and strives. Very nicely and aptly presented. Wonderful imagery, a beautiful poem. Thanks a lot.
Life has become disgusting! So you long to fly into some hidden and mysterious corners of the sky where there is no selfishness or meaness! Such dreams are so natural for any poet...! Enjoyed reading your whims!
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Soaring in the freedom of the skies, no limits, hatred, torture or strife, finding no selfishness or meanness, only clouds floating where they want. Such abundant freedom you have described in this poem, Amitava! ! Only in our minds and writing can we achieve these desires for the time being as poets. Escaping life is exhilarating! ! Thank you for sharing! 10 - 10's! RoseAnn
Thanks a lot for liking the poem