Wings Of Poesy Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

In the wonderful spring season
I am soaring high in the air
With my powerful wings of poesy,
Delightful poetic feelings are
Spontaneously coming in my tranquil mind
And I am writing those with great ease.
I have been flying since early morning,
It's late night now,
Still my wings are not weary at all,
Rather they are more powerful and energetic this time,
They are ready to rise farther and farther, higher and higher,
They know sky is the limit,
I just stare at them in great amazement and write.