Wings

  Sometimes I feel like a Penguin
which badly wants to fly
Sometimes I feel like a Caterpillar
which never turned into Butterfly

Craving for the wing
which I am missing so badlyWings that can take me

to my world of fantasy

When my mind always
escapes with my dream
I wonder why my body
is so entangled in reality

I want to break free
into world of my ownWhere even my biggest dreams
won't just die under the shadow

A world where every dream takes  flight
A world where every dream meets light