Looking with dreams of flight but no strength to fight
I stare into the eye and I feel a mocking smile
Flutter of wings or is it saying something
The words which mean and still I cant see
I walk by ,forgetting it I try
The next day I stand again
With the same smile it looks my way
Wanting to ask what it means
The meaning of smile I just cant see
The mystery troubles me even in sleep
One day I see the hand near the place where dove stands
Its owner a frail young man looking out into the sun
Trying to understand what is being done
Then I realize the mystery of the smile
Mocking me day and night
Its chains are what we can see
But the chains are holding us in reality
It flutters its wings attempting a flight
We dont try to escape with all our might
Too busy we are looking into the room
That unaware are we of the world that zooms
In this daily life ours dont spend sometime with loved ones
The smile told me we think we are free
But still held in our misery
Some show what it is others just hide beneath
Rare are the people who can take a flight
Fly high and reach the sky.
--NK
