Monday, 23 April 2012

Wealth hidden

Birds are flying high, I bet they are dreams
startled by a touch, when the eyes look down
its snakes of reality that’s crawling all-around
the food, air, thoughts and everything
that’s provided comes from traders
a carbonated bottle of society
eats up all that is culture and ideals
yet I bet, there is a wealth well hidden
hope looks up at those birds high up
anxiously waiting for directions
to find that precious well hidden
treasure, that is kept inside hearts
and then the birds can come down to rejoice
without the fear of snakes.


  1. Such a feel for another place and another time, yet with a wealth of hope, birds can fly at any pace. Lovely.

    Thanks for visiting!