Flew through the mountains
Across the highest peak
And embrace the eminence
Felt the world beneath him
Felt the cold breeze’s caress
Carelessly swaying away
Fought the wind, against the flow
Tried to reach the sun, no thoughts to bow
Storms rushed with a vengeance
Shattered all the myths of his power
Only warmth was that of the tears
He had a broken wing,
Ohh! He had a broken wing
Thundering down,
Piercing the clouds apart
- Drishya V Prabhakaran
- 28th April 2011
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