In my nightmare,
I was with the pair of wings,
I wondered that are they mine
They hint me to fly up,
wherever I desire to go.
But my thoughts never so.
one of them glavering me,
the other switching me back.
They may become as mirage
But I want to fly out from the cage
To quench all of the universe
They are ready to flutter
To shine me as a glitter.
As I start up titillately,
they turned as mirage
when the sunbeam splashes on me.
Those sparkling beams lead me
To travel on the present for a better 'morrow.

Nandhini Suresh

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