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Saturday, September 11, 2010

A Flight Of Light

A night of songful silence and he heard someone speak
Came a flint of light fluttering through the window creek

The dark skies so did turn this day happy and yellow bright
Chased and caught,now laid cupped in his little palms tight

A whisper sang again to let her fly in the world far and free
Would he let go this wonder,the only he did in his life see

Spelled and singed,she slept in a new hope and peace sore
Little did they both know,she cannot burn or fly anymore.

-R.

2 comments:

Rashmi Nair said...

I am not a poet but yes, the poem is beautiful.. did you click the picture as well?

Raksha Bhat said...

@Rashmi: Thank you,the picture is from google search:)