A falcon took its morning flight,
towards the west; then to the east;
Hunting for its prey; the white doves;
Above the valleys; under the hill side;
But it landed up at the evening park;
She could eat only the dryness of the day!
Night schedule cancelled for a break;
She slept on the ground, the whole night;
Next day, her wings got trapped,
under the heavy mist; invisible,
She was unable to take off!
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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI