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gift me a wing
so that I can fly
high, high and high
above all the clutter
beyond every mess
the world wouldn't mind
one inhabitant less
too much have I seen
too many places have I been
yet, the story is always the same
wars and hatred, humanity ashamed
tears lay burnt in ashes of hope
violence is insane, a drug, a dope
gift me a wing
so that I can fly
away to a world
where souls wouldn't cry
build a new tomorrow
erase the gory past
peace would prevail
and love shall forever last
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Very well sung Amrit, moving and true
ReplyDeleteThanks Anupam :-)
DeleteBeautiful write. Loved it
ReplyDeleteThank You Rahul :-)
DeleteWings to fly away from it all...I can empathize :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Keith :-)
DeleteWings not of a superman but of a fairy to fly into an Utopia....liked the approach
ReplyDeleteWow Amrit this is amazing!
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot :-)
DeleteI seriously think you should start teaching how to write poetry !!
ReplyDeleteCool, and how much will you pay? :-p
DeleteWhy can't I write like this? Seriously, I need to learn.
ReplyDeleteYou write way way better :-)
DeleteI'm with Saru.. But I've learned so much from you though.. It's always so wonderful to read your work Amrit, The King!
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot Crystal :-)
DeleteI am tired of praising you SIR. Enough. You are quite intimidating.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much Red :-)
DeleteAre you sure you don't have wings already? Because you are soaring wonderfully high!.
ReplyDeleteThis clearly is a masterpiece. I'm so jealous of you, you have no idea.
And you have no idea how happy this comment made me ... I am flying now :-D
DeleteA beautiful poem a beautiful prayer and song. Love this!!
ReplyDeleteThanks Carrie :-)
DeleteBeautiful supplication, my dear.
ReplyDeleteThank You Celestine :-)
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