What giant birds metallic fly the skies!
Man took the cue from birds that flap their wings;
From them, he learns aerodynamics wise,
And machines made magnificent, he brings!
The propeller blades give the torque and thrust;
The rocket engines have increased plane’s speed;
A ride by plane is joyful and a must;
Flight-time is curbed and ’tis the hour’s need!
Travel by planes has turned a business;
Bird-hits and engine trouble is nuisance;
Sometimes, the plane is forced to land on sea –
A way to sure survive calamity!
The flight of birds astonishes man still;
The cost of petrol makes a frightening bill!
copyright by dr john celes 3-11-2013
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem