A bird so desperate to fly
Sitting in the nest and adoring the sky
Seeing the distant view of woods and building
Unaware of his destiny's conspiracy who wants his yielding
Under the cool shade of tree
The bright sight he views and sees
Unaware about the heat of the sun
For a sky to conquer he thinks he is the only one
With passing time the day comes and he takes off
Flying here and there just for a bread loaf
Wind blows to make him change direction
But he thinks he is controlling his action
He realises that every factor is using him
But still in his eyes there is a raging fire of dreams
He imagine himself flying above clouds in sky
And sees the glimpse of success by closing his eyes
He alone flies by all the odds facing
Sees others in group and omens tracing
Nothing but defeat in his toes he catches
But realization of learning he has from all the matches
The sky gets dark and it rains
Able to do nothing and in water he drains
The chirp of his grief gets loud he prays to the divine spirit above the cloud
He surrender himself to the grace of God
Now he flies along with wind, leaving the odd
Wind changes its direction but he heads to east
Here comes in his life the biggest twist
He enters the town where hunters hunt cleverly
With no food in stomach he fights and flies for his life bravely
Saving himself from the shots he flies along the country
Answering to every test of his destiny bluntly
Finally he see on distance acres of land with crops standing
He flies fast seeing his goal and preparing for landing
Sentimental he gets remembering his struggle
Satisfying his hunger he takes off above the clouds like Mughal
Beacuse for a sky to conquer he knew he was the only one...
-PRABHAV JAIN
