My Share Of Air

Looking huge and bold I was standing there

with might and strength no one could dare.

My land then was quite high

Just at hand's distance from my sky.

 

Day treated me with the envious stares,

I was the reason for million despairs.

Throughout the night I bathe in moonlight

many got swallowed under my shadow

but I shined bright.

 

I guzzled my share of open air,

and stood there with all the flair.

Untill one day when earth trembled,

It was the first time when I crumpled.

There was neither clasp nor any hold

With every step I fumbled and rolled.

 

My existence was challenged

I had lost my balance.

I was pushed away from my air of flair,

the highs, my skies and the dare.

 

I rolled down on back and belly,

over the stones towards the valley.

I slipped on pebbles and the grass,

wondered if I ever had any class.  

 

Roughed, scrubbed, beaten and dithered

I lie here bruised, reduced and withered.

Nothing more than a tiny lump

Easily kicked and crushed

with the slightest thump.

 

If this is life, live I must.

I still have my share of air,

but with a little dust.