Who could enslave a man, if
his heart was made of wings?
Tearing the barriers, searing he rose
to jolt the mighty oppressor’s zing.
Beckoned by the sea from far
he crossed the miles with dreams of star.
The road ahead was bleak
but unstoppable with blazing incandescence at peak,
he marched to set the golden bird free.
With blood of fire, he fought for respair,
sacrificed his blood in prayer
to fetch his motherland fragrance of freedom flowers.
Oh, how it would have smelt sweeter
if the offering was made by alive hands of its seeker.
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Quantum-Dot @Quantum-Dot
+ 10
11 months ago
I am late in commenting but not late in reading, but this was the best poem on my all-time favorite hero, Netaji which totally got my full points. This poem of yours has filled my heart with so much of warmth! Loved it Tia 💗💗
CarpediemRose @CarpediemRose
+ 6
11 months ago
Both of them are fabulous reads; loved the poetic thirst
ranibowsprimkls @Satrangi_Curls
+ 25
1 years ago
Oooofff Tia!! This is fantastic! 🔥🔥🔥
Jai Shri Ram @kavya1994
+ 21
1 years ago
Wonderful. Loved both poems.
GOLDIE ABROL @Gold.Abrol
+ 12
1 years ago
Beautiful poems 👍 just loved it 🤗 Jai Hind🙏