‘White colour wings’

White colour wings
Flickering so fast.
O’ them are dazzling,
a memory that lasts.

They fly in flocks,
They fly alone.
Do they stick with one
Or carefree they are gone?

They sit on my parapet
Sometimes I see.
Some come in pairs,
Some come to meet;
In solitude when I sit,
They give me a presence.
Do they think about me
Or just live in their own essence?

White colour wings
As they take off,
Where do they go
Have their own Gods?
Looking up there
As they flee,
A message they drop
I wished to beseech.

© 2020 Khwabo ka Sapna

By Light of Life

I am born in India, am a Civil Engineer by profession and Punjabi by nature. I am pleased to have you here reading my words. I hope you are doing fantastically fine. if you are not then let me tell you Pain is like a Rocket fuel, you burn out and you move ahead to your destination. But I will hope that you're happily reading. So again coming back to me, Apart from building roads at work, I love writing poetries and articles.
I love to garden, plant saplings and see them grow. Everything needs the right amount of resources and time to come out in their full form and Nature is the best teacher of it.
I also have an interest in travelling, I love to talk to people I meet in my odyssey and understand the subtle emotions they try to connect with.
I have travelled most parts of India and would love to see the entire country. Also, am keen to know different cultures of the world that define Humanity.
I Believe in Love, Laughters and Listening. Happy to have you reading till the end

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