The Faraway Flight Poem by Divya Garg

Fluttering her wings
Crossing the bars
There she was in every hour
Spreading them all
Searching for a bit
She came and sat on my porch

Some in search of shelter
Some lost on the way

She came and sat on my porch
Her feathery, fluffy and the colourful hue
Made me wonder and I had the contemplative view

Wish I could fly
And travel the miles
Leaving all the myths aside
Breaching the bondage behind

In the search of self
In the search of freedom
To explore the world
For the wanderlust in me

Wish I could fly
And travel the miles

Her drenched wings
And the soaked feet
The joy of freedom with every fleet
The sense of being on her own
With the dewdrops or sun shone

Leaving worldly grudges
And all those nudges
She flew on her own

Spreading the colours and the hues
After chirping and tweeting, on my porch