Aibek Kalmaganbetov Poet Free verse

I Turn into a Song, Like a Swan Flying

Sometimes I’m a ship upon the sea,  
Ignoring big waves, as free as can be.  
But I do not compare myself, let's see,  
To that ship, which leaves no trace, no legacy.

Sometimes I’m a mountain, tall and grand,  
With a great white cap upon my head, so planned.  
But the breeze sweeps that crown from hand,  
And I lose it beyond the clouds, lost in the land.

Sometimes I’m a forest or sometimes peak,  
A protector for the weak, my roots to keep.  
But with empty hands and no skill to show,  
I realize I’m just a poet with no place to grow.

Then my spirit falters, like sand in the breeze,  
Faded by illusions, lost in the seas.  
With my thoughts scattered, my mind unbound,  
I turn into a song, like a swan flying around.

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