Thousand Cranes

By Vijay Samuel

I folded papers,

Recipient to none,

Elegant colorful cranes,

That's not capable to run,

Away, fly in the vast sky,

Broken wings,

Promises with severed strings,

Love with misfit rings,

I folded stars,

Twinkling in the darkest,

Of your hours,

Days, weeks or months,

The entire lifetime,

And yet, they switched line,

Nodes, paths but that's fine,

I've known long ago by the sign,

Right, I folded a thousand,

But nothing was send out,

Because my eyes are blur,

And had no sight,

To see after you hold him tight,

Cage in an embrace,

Lift his sorrows away,

While I cry in pain.

By Vijay Samuel