The bird
Remained
As an object
Of learning.
Teaching man
How to fly
So high
Into the sky.
As the first
Inspiration
Out of envy
Envious
Of the birds
For freedom
And liberty
Ever since
His existence
Man has been
Violent
To realize
His loftiness
In smugness.
Aspiring
To master
Extensiveness
In every orb
Though
He can’t help
Doing fly
Without wings.
Sharing
Yet, its joys
Like the birds
Another way
Captivating
His mind's eye
Get going.
-Copy right hrsharma
Ludhiana, Punjab, India
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