blue sky is calling out
its time to spread my wing
lose my self let ME out
is how my soul is responding.
White clouds are sailing by
gentle breeze is blowing
tempting me to kiss the sky
let my soul do some soaring.
Sharmishtha basu
11.11.10
Showing posts with label bird. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bird. Show all posts
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Sunday, July 4, 2010
Humming bird
Waking up the sleeping flowers
By his soft sweet hum
His wings flutter in frenzy
His tiny beak soaks their honey
He flies from one to the other
Softly singing songs of love
So small yet so strong
For love rules his soul
http://window2mysoul.wordpress.com/2010/06/30/humming-bird/
sharmishtha basu
By his soft sweet hum
His wings flutter in frenzy
His tiny beak soaks their honey
He flies from one to the other
Softly singing songs of love
So small yet so strong
For love rules his soul
http://window2mysoul.wordpress.com/2010/06/30/humming-bird/
sharmishtha basu
blue bird
Sing a sweet song
Just for us
Beautiful, playful,
Tiny blue bird
For us to hear
For us to rejoice
To be enchanted
by your sweetness.
Fly high playfully
Touch the blue sky
Let your blue
Mingle with azure blue
A divine sight
For us to see
We who love, adore you
We who care and cherish.
Don’t burden your soul
By heavy thoughts
By hurt, pain, sorrow
They will weigh you down
Steal the sky from you
To soar high
You need a weightless soul
Don’t gather too much weight.
Don’t let the chains
Let wrap themselves
Around your tiny ankles
Chains of cruel words
Chains of harsh words
Break free of them
To fly in the blue sky
Look at it- its calling you.
Just for us
Beautiful, playful,
Tiny blue bird
For us to hear
For us to rejoice
To be enchanted
by your sweetness.
Fly high playfully
Touch the blue sky
Let your blue
Mingle with azure blue
A divine sight
For us to see
We who love, adore you
We who care and cherish.
Don’t burden your soul
By heavy thoughts
By hurt, pain, sorrow
They will weigh you down
Steal the sky from you
To soar high
You need a weightless soul
Don’t gather too much weight.
Don’t let the chains
Let wrap themselves
Around your tiny ankles
Chains of cruel words
Chains of harsh words
Break free of them
To fly in the blue sky
Look at it- its calling you.
Monday, May 17, 2010
Sweetest song
A baby bird
she has just learnt to fly
flew out of her nest
and kissed the blue sky.
She swooped down below
Drank from the Silver Spring
Sat down on a blooming branch
Started to look around her.
She heard a mellifluous symphony
Cascading like a waterfall
Sprinkling like a fountain
Birds were singing, filling up the sky.
She tried to join them
Her baby voice faltering
Sometimes joining them
Sometimes stopping abruptly.
Slowly the orchestra stopped
Fairy of spring flew to her
Scooped her up in her palms,
“You are the sweetest one.”
She held her to her bosom
Softly kissed her tiny beaks
Touched her with her magic wand
Flew away to the blue sky.
she has just learnt to fly
flew out of her nest
and kissed the blue sky.
She swooped down below
Drank from the Silver Spring
Sat down on a blooming branch
Started to look around her.
She heard a mellifluous symphony
Cascading like a waterfall
Sprinkling like a fountain
Birds were singing, filling up the sky.
She tried to join them
Her baby voice faltering
Sometimes joining them
Sometimes stopping abruptly.
Slowly the orchestra stopped
Fairy of spring flew to her
Scooped her up in her palms,
“You are the sweetest one.”
She held her to her bosom
Softly kissed her tiny beaks
Touched her with her magic wand
Flew away to the blue sky.
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