Sky lark

SKYLARK 
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As the calm cerulean sky 
look at me invitingly
my mind flies out like a skylark
to mingle with its vastness...!
My sensibilities linger upon its breath
for a while... 
and its rhythmically beating heart, 
and soon my wild esoteric thoughts 
yearn to be one with its that pacific blue;
Meanwhile...
the white puffy clouds all around me
shelter me from prying eyes
as I fly, high and high 
in search of that deepest core,
and once I reach, as I finally reach
that prismatic land of ecstasy and love,
a deep sense of numbness engulfs me...
I slowly succumb to that exoticism
and a cry of sheer joy escapes my heart.
Oh what freedom, such freedom..
I love you exhilarating freedom!!

But this prejudiced world
will forever remain oblivious
to such a pearl....!!
Born free are we..
but why does the world never agree..??
© Copy rights with Author 
Moltreyee Raju 

Comments

Zoja said…
Excellent write! Very nice poem!