Wings

September 27th, 2004 admin Posted in Poetry | No Comments »

Imagine I told you. You are profane.
You are in chains. You are a bane.

It’s not in you. Don’t bother dance.
Hide your face. There’s still a chance.

Just play it safe. Stick to the plot.
Do what you know. That is all you got.

Take your time. Don’t rush to the stage.
Don’t get excited. You are not the rage.

Strap on your seatbelt. You’re stuck to the ground.
The flight is ephemeral. Watch where you’re bound.

That is a lie. The truth is profound.
You do have wings. You aren’t bound.

It’s up to you. Take a chance.
Jump off the cliff. Come out of the trance.

Don’t play it safe. Give it a shot.
You do what you’ve done. You’ll get what you’ve got.

Don’t wait and pray. Get on the stage.
The story is stuck. Time to turn the page.

Unbuckle your seatbelt. You’ve been found.
Enjoy the flight. To wherever you’re bound.

(Anil Krishna, September 27th 2004)