A Dream

Long ago... not so long ago...
I had this dream...that I could fly.....

But I never flew...and I never knew...
What’s it’s like to kiss the sky....

So in my dreams...
I spread my wings....
I try to stay alive

I can’t fly....
My dreams can....
To taste the freedom I strive...

Day in and out
Round about....
People pass me by
The ones I love....
The treasure trove
They come and ask me “Why? ”

They do not know
The pain and sorrow
I leave behind when I go...
I’m dying to kiss the sky above....
But then they’ll never know

Deep inside
A feeling resides
A feeling that will take me high.....
But I never flew...and I never knew...
What’s it’s like to kiss the sky....

- by myself

by Saurabh Som

Comments (2)

hey dear! ! I am here too now yay! ! Btw nice poem! very diff from ur usual one
A wonderful poem! Kissing the sky and flying is possible- sure in dream and in in practice too!