This is one of the first poems I ever wrote. It's one of my favourites.
Flight Of A Hummingbird
Who can describe the emotions of flight
Granted to a tiny hummingbird,
Not able to utter a single word
Upward ascending to splendid height?
The hummingbird vanishes out of sight,
Swift in motion and firmly undeterred,
A leader in any airborne herd
Despite the perils of external might.
With the power of wondrous wings unfurled
The hummingbird can so easily blend
The sky and the wind of our vibrant world.
Within flight exists no limit nor end.
All boundaries are rapidly hurdled
And treasured experiences soon descend.
The first two stanzas of my poem consist of four verses. The final two have only three verses. The poem is written in the form of a sonnet. It has fourteen verses with ten syllables in each. The rhyme scheme is a, b, b, a, a, b, b. a, c, d, c, d, c, d. It is identical in the first two stanzas. This is the first sonnet I ever wrote.