broken wings - a poem

broken wing - a poem

This is not
A story
Of you or me
But of everyone
On life's journey ..

We are born to live
But sometimes we
Feel suffocated
As if theres no freedom
And our wings have been cut ...

We try to fly
With broken wings
And bruised heart
By trying to cross
Barbed wire and
Getting more hurt
In the process..

How deep is the
Pain don't ask
We try to seek
Happiness through pain
Try to shine on
With tears gleaming
In our eyes as we
Know theres no end...

We try to find
Refuge by writing
Our insane thoughts
And thinking this
Will bring us happiness
But this is just a support
To carry on with a smile forever ...

Hundred of way
To  find happiness
But some days not
Even one works
We feel lost fighting
Our own crippling fear ...

But maybe this is
Also  a way to teach
Us things we will never know'
To tell us divine light
Exists in us and we
Alone can make
A new way for us..

Poem and image copyright2015 notyet100


 

we are mere specks - a poem

This poem I wrote few years back as its poetry month this whole month thought of sharing few of my old poems which I have never shared with anyone .This one is first poem from the collection .

We are mere specks
In this ocean called life
Still we strive
To survive.
We don't know
When we will dissolve
Still we keep
So many issues unsolved.
We were born to die
To live this life
Still we live
With bated breath.
We have our friends
Whom we met
Still we weep
With tears unseen.
We are meant to be sink
In the deep sea beneath
Still we float
Choked up with worries.
We are bound to fly
Up In the sky
Still we limp
With our legs beneath.
We smile sometimes
Of the bygone time
Still we plead
To relive .
We made mistakes
Just for the sake
Still we make
But now we are awake.
We said some words
Without knowing the worth
Still we think
Of those unknown deed.
We will be gone one day
Up and away
Still we live
To live like this.
But when I am gone one day
Like a whiff of wind up and away
Still I think
Will I be ever missed.
By my friends & foe
By my fellows
Will I be forgived
And be truly missed.
When you read this one day
What will you say
Still I think
With a deep grief.
By
notyet100
(wrote few yrs back)