Those Flying Pigeons

Fluttering wings,

gowning melted skies ,

following puzzled monotonous clouds,

O! Aviating aviators of the nature.

Gliding in adulatory altitudes, freely

thrusting every dejected spirals,so shyly

Those flying pigeons with divine wings

kissing shallow horizons of dark optics.

Alas! One sank through gloomy layers

spinning vertically,a pair without paired,

scared eyes along timid legs slammed sand.

Amongst wrapped soil , one of the wing rose

Paying tribute , sacrifice of own blood

to that freedom , unrealised before

which failed to unchain him.

We too ;castled in that pseudo web

the infallible freedom with captivated desires

And beyond conception,

the rest flying pigeons , with ignorance

yet skipping for paramount depth.

Those flying pigeons!!