A vain bird flying- full of hopes yet flightless

In the midst of nowhere in the skies she searches

For a life she has to live;

For her own kind of air to breath.

Her eyes like tiger's

Full of desires and toughness

Deep within her eyelids,

Are tears waiting to drop.

And her bravery would always knock,

Keeping the liquids out of every bird's sight.

And I once asked if birds have heart?

How many beats in a second

or if their hearts are as humans?

Flightless and no direction

Like a ship sailing with no compass.

Navigating the wide oceans with fear

Yet there is total freedom.

As she sails on the big waves,

strong waves,

She stands still

like a Mannequin-

She makes no single move,

Yet tough,

steady.

Flightless and needs more searching,

if it takes the best telescope to see the best constellation,

She would unravel her mistakes and travel the universe

to search for more galaxies outside the milkyway,

And live in peace-

Alone,

But in peace.