Look at him,
how's he breaking down,
uprooted and getting drowned,
falling down ,failing to fly
just like you and me,he's dreaming high,
is that why?
Take a look at her,too,
left alone by someone new ,
but please be amongst those few,
noticing the innocence
and not the pieces she's is cut into.
Tell them not to blabber out,
it won't help, do not shout,
nor search for the mighty elder wand,
instead, extend your helping hand ,
the only pair you have now,
spread it out, you-know-how .
So,all cool now?
you helped them right!
They must be fine of course,
as you drove away their lonely night.
Yeah,so grateful they are
they should help you right?
when unlike now, nothing is bright!
At least,that is what,you can expect,
eventually,it is you,who tore himself out to save them.
And that is where the trap is,
they are saved to burnt later,
to back you up to get freezed,
in the cold of your dark feathers.
Incapabilities you were aware of,
to fight it out alone with toughness lying above,
so you just bought them with your empathy and all,
just to add to your power
so that you do not fall.
But not all of them are that fool,
do know they how you will later rule!
So no matter how hard you gave a try
to keep them afloat and let them fly,
even in their tough days,
still none of them stays ,
now ,
when you need them,
the battle is yours,
so why having them back is your aim!
They got to know,
how devilish is your helping hand,
rather to be used as your fighting tool,
instead,they left it on your own,
blessed with their good willing stone,
and a glance of self-dependence ,
don't worry it's all cool!
It was your fight,
so it is you
who will show you the light,
and who knows,
still win on your own,
you might!
YOU ARE READING
A Musical Journey through poems
Poetry(#2 in Enlightenment )This is just like any other poetry..but if you are lucky enough,you can make music out of this.Every poem,if called so,can be actually sung!.............
