Imprisoned, confined in the harness and lines <br />Unknown strengths, undiscovered virtues a spread parasol <br />Afraid of heights that lie within, that fear of jump undone <br />I meet the cherished realm adrenalin pumped <br /> <br />No wings to claim the sky, just a canopy to sail high <br />Afraid to dash or crash I feel an eternal sigh <br />This fear of falling brings the feeling of things <br />getting larger. I crumbled under the tent of my own wings <br /> <br />This flight fights fulfillment, results never thrilled <br />Till the strings, were jerked with force <br />To open the firmament azure <br /> <br />Life changed in an instant, a long awaited wish <br />brings the promise of renewed prosperity <br />a flight change makes fear estranged <br />A swift drift and divine drag; to secure an ease into gravity <br /> <br />A parachute is like my mind it works when <br />It's kept open. <br />Just pull the string and feel the fun <br />As you lift above the noise and float on the horizon <br />It’s a different feeling flying so high <br />In gravity’s surrender, to glide in the sky. <br /> <br /> <br />(This is a rewrite of my earlier poem, I am grateful to Mr. R H Peat for his valuable time and guidance. I am putting it up knowing fully well that it is still not complete)<br /><br />Nikunj Sharma<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mind-s-a-parachute-ii/
