I will fly back

It's been long since I had never been back to my home land and this poem is about the destiny that I am dreaming in every sleepless night of mine,,,,,

As the birds with beautiful feather flies
High up in the horizontal sky,
My heart which I hold too hard got hurt
With emotions and aches everywhere.

As, if I were that bird with beautiful feather
I can stretch every single muscle of mine,
To fly high up above the cluster clouds
And to fly far beyond high standing Himalayas.

Sonsnow

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Phill Oz O'fee]

Your composition has the cognitive hallmarks of the preoccupying thoughts of home and the attachment objects associated with that place. Being home sick nicely conveyed within the text and visualization of this write! And, as for a colourful bird … well Himalayan Monals springs to mind and is one of the most beautiful birds in the world. ...

[Sonsnow]

Thank you for spending sometime on my writing and as you said I always try to point out my Homesickness in my poems,,,,,thank you,,,,