My Flight


This is a poem was written a few months ago. It is about fulfillment and the feeling of freedom that comes with it. When after hours, days, weeks, and sometimes months of work, you are content and you just kick back with your friends, your chai, music, etc in the evening and you feel free, you feel peace. Read and leave your comments and questions below.

There is a longing to fly.

The wind has a strange coldness,
I am warm though.
The wind has a strange freshness,
There is nothing new yet.

There is but, yes,
A sense of satisfaction,
That I will achieve.
However big or small,
The achievement.

There is calmness,
Breathing serenity.
The uncertainty,
The commotion,
It’s all at rest.

Dusk is coming,
There is a longing to fly…

My Flight

My Flight

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