Let The Bird Fly Poem by Gajanan Mishra

Let the birds fly,
And let the trees grow.
Both are going towards the sky.

Look, my head is in the sky,
And I see the sky in so many colors.
But I wonder no color is there in the sky.

With my words, I am not garlanding
The sky nor to colors.
With my words, I am thinking about
The life in the sky with all
Roofs and roots together.

I am not an idiot,
I am also not a liar.
YOu can trust me till the last,
Of course, where is the last
That neither you nor I know.

Not going deep into any other matter,
Let us agree and let the birds fly
As they wish at any time.

I am binding with my words, true.
I am looking for another lot, true.
And I am using the time, to the most, also true.