Harshath Vidheya Poet Free verse

Aircraft of Love

I’m a Skilled Aviator
Flying an Aircraft of Love.
I Lost the Flight Control,
But Survived the Crash Somehow.

I Lost my License
To Fly again.
I never knew that Memories
Can Cause such Severe Turbulence.

I keep Looking Up at the Sky
Wondering if it still Remembers Me.
I keep Staring at the Passing Clouds
They never even bother to Look down.

Sometimes, I think
I Shouldn’t have Lost Control.
But Sometimes, I think
I Shouldn’t have Survived the Crash.

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Jason Jenkins August 4, 2017 at 7:51 PM Liked it should have ended it with should have ducked and rolled. Seems to make more sense cause your a survivor. Harshath Vidheya August 4, 2017 at 9:39 PM Makes Sense. Thank You. :)

Mylene Adona July 30, 2017 at 11:44 PM Such a wonderful piece!!! Harshath Vidheya July 31, 2017 at 12:13 AM Thank You. :)

Marie Kavanaugh July 30, 2017 at 1:30 PM Soar on skilled aviator. Thank you. Harshath Vidheya July 31, 2017 at 12:13 AM Thank You. :)

Darren White July 18, 2017 at 3:39 AM I like your metaphor: aviator of love, well wtitten poem. I only have the question, why do you capitalize so many first letters of words? Welcome to PoetrySoup :) Harshath Vidheya July 18, 2017 at 4:00 AM Thank You Mr Darren. I Capitalize to draw more Attention to certain Words from the Reader. :)