Let’s play my broken dove
Let’s play a new game
Where I will force you to fly
And you’ll keep taking blame
I’ll pluck your useless feathers
And leave you to cry in vain
I will ignore your screams
And you’ll keep praying like insane
Come my beautifully broken dove
You know how much I care
I trust you’ll fulfill my dreams
But only by crushing your soul I dare
One day you’ll forget the pain
And you will see only my truth
That day you will be winner
Or you have to die like a fool…
©ANKITA CHATURVEDI
Delusional Flight
Oh! Beholder of wings
Or the master of flight
Is there any place in air?
Where you can spend whole life
Is there habitat on the clouds?
To life without notion of fail
Can you spend every minute?
Frowning on life on land’s trail
Oh! What makes you arrogant?
The minuteness seen from above
Don’t you realize the truth?
It is nothing but flight’s illusion
Wings are motion of dreams
Not the substitute of reality
Flaps will leave you tired
To find rest on balancing feet
Then you will find in no time
That every speck is similar to thee
You are nothing much superior
Wings are waves of impulsive spree………….
©ANKITA CHATURVEDI
Self Actualization
I know how to fly
My wings are strong
With fibers delicate
And colors of morn
Reflecting sun rays
In rainbow shades
With ocean I can flow
In glittering glow
With birds I can seek
Uninhabited land breeze
With eagle I can stride
Too high with pride
I can reach out for caves
With primitive snow
I can glide to the forest
With ancient lore
I can touch the spring
Like fluttering butterflies
With fragrance of flowers
I can hail to the prime
With the motion in feet
I can run like storm
But at the end of time
To rest my mind
I always come back
To my sheltered shrine
It gives me peace
And refresh my soul
I respect my roots
They help me grow…..
ANKITA CHATURVEDI
Wings of hope
Invisibly lighted wings beneath my veins
My strength to fly high leaving all strains
Woven of hopes and desires flowing in my blood
Motivating to reach the mysterious zeal above
Experience of majestic events from the past
Carrying my soul on to the eternal mast
Purifying my conscious of anguish and fear
Redeeming my spirits heavenly sphere…………..