Wednesday, November 16, 2011

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 badly
Wings 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 own
Where 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

8 comments:

catlas said...

what a great poem about escaping reality!

Morning said...

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

love the lines, well done.

:)

Suzy said...

Lovely depiction of yearning for that reality which is only a dream.

saya said...

Lovely write. It always amazes me also when i think of escaping reality..
Very nicely described :)

Tigerbrite said...

Perchance to dream of the other world beyond our 'reality'. Nicely done.

Rachana Shakyawar said...

B.E.A.U.T.I.F.U.L crave of creative lines and dreams which sure have wings!

May all your dreams come true!
Gracious Always!

~Keep the Spark ALive..

rosie@travel-i-tales said...

This must be a personal expression that is meaningful in your reality. Well developed ideas.
Rosie

Karthik said...

Really adorable poems!!!! Keep on!!!