The Skyline Poem by Sumeet Mathur

“Buck up Boys” hails the Captain,
And we couldn’t agree more!
All of us, pilots in the reckoning,
Craving for any chance to get in the air,
We saw it full, the gleam on the runway,
Of the Early Sun showing off, basking in glory,
As we climbed into our cockpits,
Ready for the morning run,
Already cheered by the sight of all our birdies,
All shiny and polished, beckoning for flight,
We pushed into full throttle, taking off,
Into the realm that was our true home.
At once, the sight of our grand aerodrome brought,
Pride into our souls, for being its part,
The hangar, the machines, the people,
Making our name on the Global Chart,
Thereafter came the woods beyond the aerodrome,
The mighty trees breathing in the morning breeze,
Swaying in delight;
As if to show their elation as well,
And beyond came the meadows, flush with green and naughtiness,
Of children, of all ages, playing, sprawling;
And as the hum of the engines reached them, they looked up in awe,
With the elders enjoying the look on their faces,
And as usual, we took the liberty to show off,
As Captain leading, we took off on a nose dive,
Calculated, enough to bring out screams of delight,
Each of our faces filled with egoistic grins,
Each of us showed the other a Thumbs up,
To acknowledge comfort;
For we were ready to gain altitude,
Ready to soar in the clouds,
Then, as we climbed, at 15,000 feet, we saw it- The Horizon,
Such beauty to behold, of Sun meeting the Seas, like happiness meeting hope,
The Skyline feeling like the heavens above,
Hearts filled with ecstasy, unbound joy,
All worries forgotten, only bliss to get.
And thence, our amazing morning lap reluctantly finished,
The Captain turned his bird around, the Sun showing off again,
And us following, we headed homewards, immensely grateful,
That beauty on this Earth,
Was such a gift from The One Above.
That such a Creation was made for us,
Us lucky souls.: D