You should have clipped those wings,
That shall spread to soar,
Fallen and risen through destiny’s swings,
I cannot but find a shore.
Forever I could be in the nest you built,
That which was once a home,
But all I have is guilt,
And everything seems gone.
But my freedom was your sacrifice,
You let me fly never to be back again,
And today when you are in pain,
I do not spare even an
advice.
Perhaps you should have let me be,
Forever with you until eternity,
With liberty I am yet not free,
Having lost all humility.
I have a nest that just does break,
Cannot withstand a bout with breeze,
Nevertheless I have learnt to forsake,
For this too shall pass like a sneeze.
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