Imprisoned, confined in the harness and lines
Unknown strengths, undiscovered virtues a spread parasol
Afraid of heights that lie within, that fear of jump undone
I meet the cherished realm adrenalin pumped
No wings to claim the sky, just a canopy to sail high
Afraid to dash or crash I feel an eternal sigh
This fear of falling brings the feeling of things
getting larger. I crumbled under the tent of my own wings
This flight fights fulfillment, results never thrilled
Till the strings, were jerked with force
To open the firmament azure
Life changed in an instant, a long awaited wish
brings the promise of renewed prosperity
a flight change makes fear estranged
A swift drift and divine drag; to secure an ease into gravity
A parachute is like my mind it works when
It's kept open.
Just pull the string and feel the fun
As you lift above the noise and float on the horizon
It’s a different feeling flying so high
In gravity’s surrender, to glide in the sky.
(This is a rewrite of my earlier poem, I am grateful to Mr. R H Peat for his valuable time and guidance. I am putting it up knowing fully well that it is still not complete)
Nikunj Sharma
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