Poetry : Toote Pankhon Ki Udaan (टूटे पंखों की उड़ान) - a podcast by Rashmi

Look the hunter is there
Left right everywhere
To cut the wings of hope and desires
Ready to finish the untold story
But remember
The wounded story leaves a mark unseen
May be coded in some language
Not easy to be deciphered by a common being
Sooner or later
The untold will be revealed one day
Ignorant and unawared
The hunter stood there bewildered
When I carried the faith intact
on my broken wings
Staggering steps were left behind
When madness paved the way
The madness to not give up easily
The madness to try one more time
The madness to learn how to survive in the chaos blind
The madness to move forward even with broken ribs
Oh dear hunter! Come and have a look!
Though the wings are still bleeding red
The same red paints my aspirations
Fuels my dwindling hope
To fly a little more high
Each wounded stroke beckons
To fly a little more high
To fly a little more high...

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