Roof Top Poem by Arjita Jaiswal

Roof Top

Have you ear
Quiddity of I.

The voice
Of voyage
Breaking the cloud,

And sky just to rise

Their are bird's meant to fly
Their wings were never roped

And wore Traped
In AVIARY
To guilt and Smile

Oh what a 'crown'
She has!

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