‘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