The lonely Bird

A bird's last flight....

There was a lonely bird one day,
That flew lonely in the sky,
The heavens' master was he,
And never did he alight.

As oft happens in these tales,
A hunter's arrow flew,
And down fell that lonely bird,
Right into a pot of stew.

- VNH

Author's Note

This is just a trial piece, more work shall be put into future writing.

Reviews

[Sahar moonlight]

The meaning conveyed through your poem is so beautifully shown.
He was lonely but yet flying high, though he flew no matter how high he flew, he was to fall down.
I like it!

[Sanjeeta Sharma Pokhar..]

Philosophical-Phenomenal ! , I wonder- if it was a trial- what the real one will be- Keep on writing..and Welcome to the World of WC ...