Written as part of Set The Challenge #8 and Weekend Wordle #8 at A Prompt Each Day. And shared with The Tuesday Platform at Imaginary Garden with Real Toads and with Poetry Pantry at Poets United. Photo Clicked By Manu Remakant.
To Soar…
for long have these chains bound me;
I miss the glee of spreading my wings,
taking flight and finding the world,
letting the world to find me as I am;
I miss the joy of stepping into waves,
letting its chill warm my old smile;
in these chains, I’ve forgot who I am.
the words, slowly dying, need life,
for long have the wishes been lost.
the time has come to break free,
to world to see who I’m meant to be;
my dreams are but clouds so high,
not yet out of reach, so I’ll now try;
I wish, today, for me – I wish, to soar.
(© 25th July 2015)
And soar you shall 😀 what a delightful read!
Have a lovely weekend 🙂
I hope so, Sanaa. 🙂 Many thanks. Have a lovely weekend too!
That’s the way it would be. To strive and yearn and bring oneself to a higher level all the time. Thanks for your APED Vinay! Like it for the variety and versatility!
Hank
Thank you, Kaykuala Hank. 🙂 Glad that you are enjoying the prompts, and my poem.
I wish for you to soar, too 🙂 lovely poem, Leo!
Thanks, LLM. 🙂 Glad you liked the poem.
Beautiful poetry. 🙂 I think it’s sure that you’ll soar soon. Good luck
Thank you, Suja. 🙂
Each one of us has chains so that this poem can fit us perfectly.
Thanks and I agree. Each of us have some chains to break free from. 🙂
Glad you liked the poem, oldegg.
And I do so hope you soar today and many others – your poem certainly does
Thank you so much, Jae. 🙂
An inspiring write! To soar is indeed a great goal … may you accomplish all your dream, Leo 🙂
Thank you, Loredana. I hope so as well. 🙂
One must definitely soar on those dreams when they are still within view…before they rise out of sight. If one wishes to soar, the right time to begin is today. Very good message in this poem.
Yes. 🙂 I hope to do just that, Mary. Thanks a lot. 😀
Beautiful poetry that soars with that crested eagle 🙂
Why, thank you muchly, Usha. 🙂
Lovely poem. I really liked the craving to be free and fly like a bird.
Thank you so much, Purba. 🙂 Glad you liked it.
I like the paradox – wishing to soar and yet to step in waves. Mix of air and water borne –
Ah yes. But it wasn’t quite intended that way. I meant that one time, I had the freedom to choose what to do, who I wanted to be. 🙂
Glad you liked it, Laura.
A happy Sunday to you. May your thoughts soar to highest poetry heights
Much love…
May yours as well, Gillena. 🙂 Appreciate the kind thoughts.
All such journeys begin with heart felt aspirations as this… I wish you well Vinay and will be back again to see how you are flying… With Best Wishes Scott
Welcome back any time, Scott. 🙂 Thank you.
Lovely poem. Most wishes remain wishes because we don’t let go of the chains that bind us and keep us away from fulfilling our wishes.
Right you are, Reem. 🙂 It’s holding on to those chains that make us feel suffocated.
Thank you. I’m glad you liked my poem. 😀
There is nothing as freeing as flight–we should all aspire to it
Yes. Very true. 🙂 Thank you, Audrey.
With these words you will soar…this is my word for the year and I felt the chains letting go for me too!
It’s a wonderful word, isn’t it? So uplifting in itself. Thank you, Donna. 😀
With the wishing, you are halfway there, my friend!
Many thanks, Sherry. 🙂 I hope to go all the way.
Powerful, spirited and freeing. Awesome writing!
Thank you for your kind praise, Wendy. 🙂 Glad you liked my poem.
Such an uplifting read!! I enjoyed this very much 🙂
Thanks Torie. 🙂 I’m glad you enjoyed the poetry and felt it to be uplifting. Have a wonderful week ahead!
May you soar and find the glee of spreading your wings yet again 🙂
Thank you, Conscious Cacophony. 🙂 I hope so too.
Amazing one, Vinay! 🙂
Thank you, Sunidhi. 🙂
What is preventing you, kind Sir? 🙂
Life, I suppose. 🙂 It happens. That’s one thing that gets in the way, Cookie.
Perfectly expressed aspirations, Leo – an uplifting read.. Thank you and I will be back for more… With Best Wishes Scott
Welcome back once again, Scott. Thank you. 🙂
Once sat in a diner on my lunch break, letting my mind drift. It took me to a golden eagle chained and fiercely struggling to free herself. In my imagination, I saw myself break her chains. She told me her name and flew away and that has made all of the difference. Two days later, I heard Peter Gabriel sing Solzbury Hill and knew I was in the right place, doing the right thing. And you are doing the same.
Elizabeth
Hmm. I see. 🙂 Though the visualization does go over the top of my head right now.
Thanks, Elizabeth. 🙂
I think you have successfully voiced the wishes many of us share!
Thank you, Kerry. 🙂
So full of hope. Perhaps we will soar with you.
You are most welcome to, glmeisner. 🙂 Thanks.
Breaking the invisible chains
Bending the unseen bars
May you soar, high above-
Shedding the weight of troubles
Relishing the air of freedom
The unbearable lightness of being….
Why, thank you much for a beautiful comment, Anita. 🙂 I enjoyed your poem.
“The words, slowly dying, need life”…yes this realization is needed before we can soar high…nice lines…
Thank you, Sumana.
Back again, from Toads…I especially like “the world to see me as I’m meant to be.” Through your poems, we do, kiddo.
Welcome back, and I’m glad you still liked it. 🙂 Yeah, I hope that my poems do so, Sherry.
There is so much joy in flight, once who you are is truly remembered.
Yes. It’s very freeing to soar. Thank you, Rommy. 🙂
A wish we could all echo, I think! 🙂
Thanks, Rosemary. 🙂
“My dreams are but clouds so high, not yet out of reach, so now I’ll try.”
Yes, while they can still be reached. There does come a time when it is too late. This is a lovely, positive poem.
Not quite sure. 🙂 Some dreams are always within reach, I feel. Depends on the dream. Thank you, Debi.
What a delightful poem! 🙂
Thanks, Vinitha. 🙂
You have already broken the chains my friend, the only way to go is up from here. And soar you shall High up in the sky.
Yeah. I hope so too, Jb. 🙂 Soar along with me. The sky can still be lonely without wonderful friends.