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Golden Wings
I don’t need golden wings to fly O rope I can’t see but you tie so hard, I have lost the vigor to cry. Don’t drag me in this world of lie. Amid the oceans , Above the land Over the snow and over the sand. Give me the wings to fly, I want to touch the sky. Day after day , A hopeful ray Came my way, I woke today. A girl in gold ,younger yet old ! Peeping through the glass window The sight of a bird flying high catches the iris of her eye. Bird is having fun scailing the sun Riding on his wings in the boundless sky He is brave enough unlike me not shy. The tides of the ocean dance on the beats of his song clouds bidding adios as he sails along. Day after day , A hopeful ray Came my way, I realized today. Trees are calling him With bustling leaves. Wherever he needs A nest he weaves. He didn’t have the golden wings Neither had he wore round rings. Nor his feathers studded with lie . That’s why Drizzle that’s why He is flying too high. Day after day , A hopeful ray Came my way, I grasped today
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