I Saw a Bird Fly High

Rachna Karara posted under PenMuse-12 Poetry on 2019-10-16



I saw a bird fly high In the rain, amidst the clouds Mesmerised, I gazed at the sight Random, negative thoughts cross my mind Tearing and searing through my soul How I  wish to become whole! Two years back, but it seems A decade ago, my life crashed. Again and again, I hear sounds A thunderous clapping of two machines On the floor, I miserably land Bruised, broken, torn, one leg gone. My confidence undresses itself shamefully fast Defeat plummets me showing dark nights Crowds of chaotic thoughts appear nastily I hear the neighbours talking negatively Tears well up in my eyes My parents and brothers, all sigh Until one day, vibrant thoughts dusted The dirty cobwebs of my mind My divine fragrance and beauty returned Wooden leg, I now boast of I am in full bloom, alive Regaining my beauty, love and magnificence! Today I run a Marathon race Making my nation’s head rise high One real leg and one wooden I am complete like none other My family and my brothers smile Seeing me running fast, every mile! The winter of my life subsides Like an eagle, I soar high I win a gold medal award For my country, I stand proud My disability becomes my ability now Cheering, I hear in the crowd! ___________________ __________________