I want to give her wings,
Help her fly,
And release her from the confinement of strings.
I desire to give her the world,
Gift her the beautiful vistas,
And dress her in a gold purl.
And I want to watch her break free,
Like some unstoppable wind,
Spinning wild in her own spree.
But all I can offer her,
Is a genuine smile,
A clear intention,
A beguile thought with no ill wile.
When I saw her through my heart,
She had the wings,
She consumed the universe,
And all its parts,
For she was in possession,
Of every one of desires,
And I failed to see,
Caught in my own entwined brier.
Copyright © Shantanu Baruah
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Flawless Shantanu .. Your poems ooze of perfection. 🌺 Thank you for sharing this one:)
Always lovely to hear from you. Thanks for your comment 😊🌸
Most welcome 😊🌺🌸
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Damn..This is great!!
I absolutely loved the ending.
Thanks so much for your kind read
Thank you so much. It means so much to me.
My pleasure
Thanks so much
Loved the beauty of your words and thoughts here, Shantanu!!! Be sure and read my “Playing Hooky”! Going to be in a cabin on the Big Blue Desert!! Ha! Back on the 17th! Did I miss your post on your U.K. trip??
What a sweet piece,I love the way it starts 😍
Sure I will. The UK trip yet to be completed 😊
Thanks so much, Ortensia