MY TIME TO FLY

Cannot wait more to fly
into the oceans of hope
and into the deserts
where all sins shall dry.

Since ages have been tossed alike
by the hands of humanity
and the destiny.
I have stood against mortality
judged against reality
and feared sane morality.

Ageing philosophies guided me nowhere
for i am the one to wonder
and to know, where to go.
To tighten the grip
or loosen to let it go.

I am the free soul,
am remembering my ambition
and shedding all inhibitions.
There is a reason
for you to cry.

And its my time to fly.

Comments

Unknown said…
hey dats g8....nw ur turnin out 2 b a black horse...dint evn knw u write poetry..its really awesome...lov read som more...keep goin!!!!
Nishant Kumar said…
even you can rap it... good :)

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