A weary dream was haunting my soul
“Forget it”, commanded the world whole!!
“It’s not going to be a dreamy lope
Don’t get lost in the realms of extinct hope
Get a grip of the cruel realities
Arm yourself for world’s brutalities!!”
Yet my soul didn’t surrender the dream she sought
She was a dreamer and a fighter,or so she thought!
“I would never give up”, was her will
She believed she had the strength, the skill!!
But the world had to keep her in confines
To not let her wander in their forbidden plains!!
“She has to pause
To accept her flaws!!
How can she stray?
Defy the mighty rules and have her way?
Lest she refuses to heed,
Make her bend her knees and bow her head
This is no place for a nomad
This is not anyone’s land
This is a battle ground
And there is a race to win, profound”
She was forced to pretend
And was denied the mere chance to defend!!
Ah…what was she against the world’s displease?
She had to bow her head and bend her knees!!
The little fight that she waged
Was cruelly mocked and rampaged!
Her dream was demolished by force
She was left vacant and coarse
She lost her purpose and glow
She lost her life’s spirit and flow
She no longer willed to dream
She never dared to beam
Danced to the tunes of the world, she did
In her failures she hid!
The bitter lies left her guarded and scared
Her wings were broken and charred
She never dared to fly again
She learned to endure all the pain
She retreated to the comfort of thoughtlessness
She found solace in her numbness
In those nights when she thought of her past
About the dreams that never did last
She pitied her inert existence
And laughed at her lack of resistance.
Those made her cringe with shame
That set her ego aflame!!
But she so forgot her own strengths
That she never again dared to go great lengths
Does she still have a hope of restitution?
Or does she wait for a final evolution?
The one that would give her the key
The one which would empower her to be free
To break away from the masters of the world
To retaliate against all the insults hurled?