Lonely as a bird in sky
Wandering in the cold night,
Opening the wings to try
To fly up towards the light,
Not even you don’t know how to
Escape the darkness inside
Like the bird which farther flew
In the nothingness of mind.

Going up while looking down
At the depth covered with copse,
The vulture floating around
Fills the air with feeble hopes
Shinning truly within you
In the solitude of space
And those eyes that gaze so cruel
Give dismay that last for days.

There is chagrin in that look,
Feels like it resembles yours
When it stops upon a brook,
Listening the water’s roars,
It sees how the world goes now
And can’t stand in nature’s circle,
Your life both are tied in bow
As the water is in whirlpool.

Could your spirit be a bird?
When mischief striking your soul
Into vulture it does turn
Having though a human core,
But as joy breaks through the dull
Dark days of lasting tears,
Vulture turns into a gull
Vanishing away the fears.