A lark in the sky
A harp in my heart
Soared to heights
In pursuit of freedom
A hawk caught the lark;
A stroke crushed the harp;
The tattered hearts,
Were tossed to the woods.
The soul of that lark,
Caught hold of my torso;
Urging me to fly high,
With my wingless body…
( till here by me.. the rest by GR)
A breeze from the
heaven
Srength
and vigour unto us given
The lark in the sky again
From
the harp , a song sweet , tune divine.
The
moon in smiles
The
stars in silence
The
winds and waves stand still
As their ears ,with the music , full
God too , in a dreamy sleep
Unto
the birds His love deep
Path
to freedom shown
To
be ever in sunshine "
6 comments:
hmmmmmmmm I will say lovely poem lot of emotions in it sadness, silence and then sunshine tooo
Bikram's
wow! I need to come back and go thro your entire blog at leisure.
The Sun shine is from GR. He is an energy management consultant. He is a writer too. Hope to introduce his works slowly here...
Thank you, you are most welcome anytime...
Beautiful lines from both with my morning starting on a pleasant note.Thanks
Best wishes for happy New Year
Thank you Sir... your words are really encouraging...like your blog...
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