Set it free;
The bird is in chains
Set it free;
She is locked up.
Forbidden she is
To soar high in the sky
To reach for the stars, she longs
But, she is locked
To be sold out
Also her ambitions
Are locked by them
Mere bubbles they are, for them.
Pray, let her fly away
With her dreams.
Let her to be a free bird.
Leave her to happiness.
A clear night it was
Upon me, stars were smiling
Among them I spotted one
With care it faced.
We became friends
Bonded with the smiles
Nor does it shined much
But it became the most brightest
Like friends we cared
Not as lovers, though we were.
With distance as hindrance,
Our feelings, we withheld.
Will it last for ever?
It carves heart
A horrible feeling
Which makes one, void.
An empty void.
Carries like a vessel
We make friends with
Making oblivations (or Obliterations)
To behave ourselves.
Enjoy, or stay cold
Drag it inside, or doze off
Face it, with daring will
With lurking dangers inside.
It hovers high beyond limits
Yes; an enchanted yacht which takes me
anywhere and everywhere
Shows me, which are not seen
Takes to the prime of joy and
desperation too
Adds color to our life
filling vacant mind, and soul too
Nothing the life is ,
without it.
Yes; I am a dreamer too.......
