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Fenced by the wires of a strange reality
My feet stay still on the no man's land
While there are striking forces at play
The ones which make all life look bitty
I see the sky and wonder why I stand
When wings of power within heart lay
Well why do not I try, why do not I fly?
What keeps me bound to the unseen?
The clock ticks whether or not I think
Hopes a hundred in a silent choke cry
Or is it how the whole world has been
Does fortitude stay only for a blink?
-R-
nice
ReplyDeletewonderful..!!!!
ReplyDeleteVery deep.
ReplyDelete"I see the sky and wonder why I stand
When wings of power within heart lay
Well why do not I try, why do not I fly?"
Lovely lines...!
The thinker seems to be in pain of some deep, complex origin. I hope the thinker, or rather the - narrator? is not you. :)
ReplyDeleteWell written.
@Everyone: Thank you for reading...
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