Folded Wings

Folded Wings

written by: Bipul Banerjee

With folded wings, I sit in timidity
In a cage with an open gate
Cursing my fate and
Waiting to be rescued
My wings have never known a flight
For they have been conditioned to rest
In a self-imposed prison
Yes, a self-imposed prison that has open gates
With closed eyes
Awaiting dawn on a brightly lit day
Wondering how long this darkness shall last
Having overgrown the cage
It is difficult to ‘fit-in’
However, I ‘adjust’ to the discomfort and
Heroically refuse to budge
It has always been done this way
It shall be continued in this way too
For someone else is responsible for my state
For someone else shall come to rescue
Till then only what I can do
Is fold my wings and just pray, in between the curses
For someday, someone shall pity me
Nudge me, to break free??

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Bipul Banerjee ('Dusk')

The author is management leader by profession. He has 5 research publications to his name in the field of CRM and two book chapters. A well read and vastly published poet. Featured among 100 emerging poets of Asia. Featured poet of the month in Poetry Soup in 2016-17. Featured poet as contemporary Asian poets of 2016-17. Featured artist of the week in The 13Alphabet Magazine - 2017-18. Featured artist at the St. Charles Artsfest gallery - Chicago 2018. Conferred ‘The Author of the year 2018’ by Story mirror. 20 international and 25 national poetry publications in paper backs and e-books. Popularly known as ‘Dusk’ in literary circles.

Latest posts by Bipul Banerjee ('Dusk') (see all)

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