Once upon a time, there was a little girl…
Who watched the birds fly as their wings curl..
She had to see the world and knew she could try,,
So she sewed a pair of wings and painted it sky…
Once upon a time the kings raged a war,
They snatched away her wings and trapped them in a jar..
They took away the needles and colours of sky,
And shot arrows with the note “Do not dare to fly!”
Once upon a time the arrows broke down,
Music and love surrounded the town..
The little girl learnt to dance and heal sick birds,
And collected their feathers to write afterwards…
Once upon a time the girl found some yarn,
She spun it with the feathers and people begun to warn..
Running through the fields, crying with joy,
She spread her wings and learnt to fly….
Placing his crown on the side table,
Listening to the Prince’s fable,
Kissed goodnight to the princess’s forehead,
Watching them sleep on the silk bed,
He looked around the room glistening with gold,
“Why do I feel feeble and old?
When I’m still young with valour and vision,
Why does my heart feel wounded with a lesion,
When I have all the treasures to give,
And I live a life people dream to live?”
Listening to the King’s silent pain,
A voice whispered through the rain,
“A smile is all you need to give,
To live with peace you must learn to Forgive”…
In the warmth of an autumn evening,
On a busy street with twinkling lights..
His glance pierced the crowd for her,
And as he met her eyes..
All the noise disappeared..
What remained was a brilliant smile,
And words unsaid…
I pour my pain to ink,
Delinquently it flows on the paper..
They read and say, “Beautiful!”
Here I lie on a perfectly colourful swing,
Children running by the beach,
A friend cracks a joke,
We all laugh till we break into tears.
Such a beautiful sunset.
And quite suddenly I realise,
No matter how bright I shine throughout the day..
Ever since you left, every night I drown too…
If I set you free…..
“If I set you free…. into the bright dense fields, into the deserts and the oceans, into the lap of the very nature we were created from, would you find yourself?
Would you dance to the rain trickling down your toes, would you make peace with the dark nights that haunt your soul? Would you find peace singing beautiful poems all by yourself? Would you find joy spreading your wings over the oceans? Would you feel serenity walking the forests on a starry night?
Indeed! It’s wretched, the world that we are in. To escape from the cobwebs of friends and enemies. It’s a constant fight, a fight with many casualties. But the peace we find holding hands after this exhaustion, the solace it brings flying in the clouds together. It’s the very nature of me and you. The sanctuary from all our inner beasts and demons. This safe haven, to be tangled in the threads of another existence, is worth fighting for, it’s worth a lifetime, watching stars brighten the night sky, together….”
-Freedom, by Hiraa!