An Aviatrix

An aviatrix

A feather of love

Falls from sky

With thick bands of colors..

 it touches my hand

It wipes my tears

It patted my heart in pain

Float with my thoughts….

I took it to my room

Meanwhile I slept

I kept the feather  in an inkpot

Near to a diary on the table...

Is it a dream.. I don’t know

Is it my anxiety.. I don’t know

Near to my bed…

O” An aviatrix coming out from

 The inkpot with feather dance

With affection calls me…

Roams with me….somewhere

We crossed the oceans

Over vast mountains

Somewhere away from earth

Clouds floats with me

Scatters  pearls at me

 Eternal stars smiles to me

Somewhere somewhere

I am so excited in the flight

The portable magic

Fills happiness that

Opened my mind….

 In the pages of diary she

Slept as  my poetry..