Saturday, February 25, 2012

109.Let me fly

Don't hold me so tight, mother.


Let me see the earth from above,
Let me feel expanse of the sky,
Let me talk to drifting clouds,
Let me move closer to the sun.


My wings are no more tiny and weak,
Time is ripe now to flap them,
They must be put to test now,
They must now justify their being.

The sky has got its share of danger,
But is there a place fully secure?
It is time to shed your fear, mother,
It is time to let me fly.

5 comments:

Indrani said...

Good one.

kavita said...

Beautiful .

How do we know said...

how lovely!!

Ruprekha said...

O how so lovely!

Sai Charan said...

This happens in every home!! You are blessed to write poems, nice poem indeed!! :)