I wanted to fly high,
Like a free bird in the open sky.
I nurtured my dreams day and night,

But got it snatched in a flash of a sight.
Like a child’s candy ripped off from her,
I cried cried my vision blur.
With a heavy heart helpless I feel,
Deep within there is a suppressed zeal.
In a cobweb, I got caught,
Struggling to free from the awful knot.
Months went by and years too,
My dreams still fresh yet to come true.
I am no more sad and no more cry,
Because I know I would reach the “sky” which is the ceiling high