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May- 13- 2025
Pick a Title- Vol. 51. Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Edward Ibeh
Confined within rusty iron bars,
grounded eternally
to hop and trip,
wishing to fly
into Heaven’s starry bower,
a bird b e a t s her wings in vain,
voicing her anguish in tremulous trills.
There is hunger
at every tip of her feather
to fly and flutter
through the pathless air,
piping melodious tunes
to drown the earth,
seeing lands never eyed
by anyone before.
Nursing her dreams,
she beats her wings again,
to reach a place where the soul sings.
Alas!
The clamour of her beating
resounds,
and she falls asleep exhausted!
In her sleep,
her desires limp back.
She dreams of shooting
into higher altitudes,
and becoming a speck
among fleecy clouds.
But she knows
the sky that stretches limitless
is a premise
far beyond her reach.
As she sees birds in flock
flying away,
to seamless ends
sculpting sweet images,
in her vision,
she sees herself soaring high
and she beats her wings
again and again,
to feel tired
and feeling tired to fall asleep,
and in her snooze,
to d r e a m again!
Copyright © Valsa George | Year Posted 2025
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