BIRD



I want to fly, 
Soar high,
Roam around,
Sit aground
Among flowers
Drizzled by the dew showers,
Drenched in the golden sunshine,
Soaking in the music divine,
Chirp with the birds,
Alienate my words
With their call,
Be one with all,
My pallette absorbing the riot of colours
On my palate a myriad of flavours,
The mad streak in me flowing endless,
The traveller, crossing boundaries limitless,
 Flying far and away,
Not stopping till another day,
A bird I want to be
Unconfined, unrestricted, saltating and free.

©Madhumita