Life story of a feather
My place of residence is on a page Which speaks the story of a toddler It’s weight was little until he did engage In love, with the daughter of a cobbler. As days past, his life slowly changed And so its weight became heavy One fine day he secretly arranged His wedding, before departing for the navy. I learned one stormy winter night Life is incomplete without a change Battling my way in absence of right. I found myself in a land so strange My tender body torn and tattered From the thorns of wild ugly trees Memories of my home now lay shattered And I was lost in a pile of debris. Now I have grown old from life’s past toil A lone wanderer with none to trust tired of facing the daily turmoil My new home lies in the trampled dust. It was upon a chilly eve God sprinkled a ray of hope In His twisted play He did deceive In my arrogance, I that failed to cope. But alas! My new home is a painful place As I crushed under its weight Pages of sorrow, hate and disgrace Taunted me to accept the bait. Time passed by and I slowly learned There more to the sorrow and pain From unanswered questions my wisdom earned An intricate lesson that I can sustain. It was my time to move again This time to a far-off place The wind carried me and I uncertain When it will end, this journey of grace. One clear morning I found myself Carefully placed in a mystical page I also found my brethren in a shelf Gently poised despite his age. Forbidden knowledge leaped in my soul With the depth of a sevenfold moon Heavenly bliss my senses could not control Mind, body, on fire but heart in swoon. My heart cried out in unison with my soul When I was blown away by the northern wind Maybe it was that my nature was foul Or is it I the one who have sinned? But I find to my great surprise I have landed in my old home And death to him came at a price As she was left all alone. The last few pages were drenched with pain Casting a deep scar on her fate But still the sorrow failed to drive me insane As those sacred books reminded me, how little was their weight. Finally realization dawned upon me And erased all the strife Raising my head I could clearly see LOVE IS ALL, in this sweet circle of life. Edited with the help of dawn.
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