In my dream I was a bird chased by other creations.
Was running to save my life, forgetting I’m a bird,
letting them to check my patience.
The night was full, and the moon was too looking at this chaos.
Suddenly, I heard gun shot, which crossed my heart
and in fractions there was blood appearance.
I felt alive but I knew I was dead.
With my eyes open, I saw them walking with no regrets, ahead.
My tears fell down, but I was no more, and the sun
rised, my body got ignited into ashes.
Again I woke up with a pumping heart, my wings wide apart,
I realized it was my soul that I misread!
I hitted the sky, screaming loudly and welcoming my wings.
Not sure whether it was the new life or pocked heart
that I was embracing.
I went to the shore and saw myself, I found something missing,
the way of my vision.
I realised, life never stops, it keeps the constant pacing.
The world is not even worthy of your single tear!
This was said by ocean to me, when I dribbed nd stared.
This life is a dream allured by many, endured by few.
And with troubled eyes, wounded heart and fired soul,
to live life… I again dared!
