Golden shore

GOLDEN SHORE: A POEM ON A WANDERING BIRD WHICH HAD ONCE LOST HER WAY OVER THE SEA 

Once in her life she lost on the way,

 searching for the path passed another day.

 the horrors of the night did not allow her to sleep,

 she wanted to stop flying but the sea below was deep.

 through the storms she went, they kicked her very far,

 the struggles were now ignored even by the stars.

 the wings were now in pain for the journey had been long,

 but the traders that blew made her more strong.

 now this was the time to fly to the peak,

 the earth would then shrink and the way she would seek.

 the bruises she had no more were in pain,

 she now flew very high even in the harsh rain.

 her eyes waited for that awaited sight,

 to have the last laugh she did not sleep in the night.

She reached near the storm, observed it with her eyes, 

nothing could she hear but quite a many cries

As she went closer her heart was thudding with fear,

when back she saw many couldn't even get near. 

A warrior she was, now a winner she had to be,

so plunged into the storm but only darkness she could see when success she felt to have missed out, she thought to try no more

 to see her fate she opened her eyes but found herself on the golden shore.

    Sarthak Shukla