The Flight

My feelings -
are jotted down,
With flawless ease
on this paper brown
I have given them
the pleasing right -
To rise above
and soar in flight
They keep on flying
in solitude
Where besides me
none else intrude...

Probably all of us as teenagers have tried our hand at poetry...this week I have picked one of my poems from then...sometime in the tenth standard :)
There are a bunch of them....maybe they will at last be read by someone else!