Lone Eagle Poem by tharindra galahena

Lone Eagle



I saw a lone eagle’s flight
Under the raging storm clouds.
Who else would dare to fly
In such furious winds, lighting and thunder.
Like a solider,
Running with a massage from the front line
Between screaming bullets and thundering shells.

Weren’t you scared of the thunder or lightning?
Or did you lose the will to live?

You were floating freely among the battling thunder gods,
While all creatures trembled in their holes or bunkers.
I wish I was like you.
Not afraid of my freedom.

Tuesday, June 30, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: freedom,life
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