The Flight

A bird, had once gone away from his nest

To excel in every life served test.

He loved being in the open sky

Being on his own, discovering his new sides;

Experiencing new and yet solving all the challenges

Self-reliant was a bird; every moment of it he admired!

A bird was heroic though still nestling!

Attacked by the vultures;

He wounded his wings in battle of the expectations,

And fear of falling,

He returned to his nest

A bird was taunted,

He saw disappointment in everyone’s eyes;

He knew he had fallen

He felt defeated too!

A bird accepted the failure

But continued flying in sloppy manner!

He doesn’t have it in him, heard a bird

He sobbed

Became determined to make his chirp listen in the sky the same night!

He flew the way strengthening his wings, sharpening his claws

The way led him to a lady bird, taking him a bit low!

Manipulated was a bird, questioning himself

Became more focused.

The time was here;

A bit afraid but a bird was ready

His folks, and others were gathered

Some didn’t have faith in him but they loved

Although few had both, he noticed!

He stood on the edge; he looked back

He smiled with wet eyes;

He took a flight and he was in the sky!

Appreciating the scenes from above;

Relishing the sunshine and the rain

The bird is flying merrily;

But he felt empty suddenly!

He is away from friend whom he gained after a failure;

He lost a friend, he lost a love again!

Does it matter? It does.

But does it matter more than this sky?;

The bird even heard criticism again

But did he care?

He just smiled, put on the steampunk goggles

And delivered himself to joy of being in the heavens!