Swooping down for a bite
The little sparrow landed on my wall
Picked the tiny crumbs in its beak
And flew away, oblivious to my gaze
Its soft feathery existence
Up into the heights
A dot in the vastness
Scouring the unknown expanse,
Its little wings fluttering against the wind.
For a day, let me borrow your life
I want to be unthinking and free
My feet are exhausted from walking on the earth
My ears are tired of the jabbering tongues
My soul is dead from the shallow chat
Let me borrow your wings
I want to feel the lightness of the air
Entering my heart without a knock
Freeing it from the weight of mankind
Letting it taste unhindered flight
Because I had been a human too long
Let me be free now, free as a bird.
Nosheen Irfan © 2015
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