Winding Up My Wings

My wings are wound up. Don’t ask me to fly. I have locked myself inside the cage. Without leaving, any reason for my rage. I feel safe inside these bars… As I am afraid of outside unknown wars. In your vision, my smiles and tears may be invisible. It does not make any difference for me even if it is quite possible. Neither do I blame my Lord nor any human being, I blame myself… For filling my heart with unfulfilled dreams… And am frustrated for being helpless with inseparable wings! By, Roja Meeran.