Status Message: Courtesy: Anirudh Mani

She intrigues me.and scares me.interests me.but humours me too.to some extent,even fascinates me.i liked her once.i still do,but only as a charming wayfarer,taught me a valuable lesson once.tempting,though, she was.only for me to realise that there is an oddity to an ideal, perfect fit.we are meant to be flawed,so is our resonance and kinship.are her vested interests robed in acts of geniality?is she the protagonist while i'm just a side character?is it all an act of which i'm just a 30-second ad break?

Flying without wings

Disclaimer: This is my version of "Flight of Icarus"


Seeing the world from those little eyes,
of things to follow, of things desired;
dreams so big, dreams so high,
dreams that make you wanna cry in joy;


Eyes so small, eyes so wide,
a crystal ball or a shimmering light;
of fortune and fame, and making a name,
walking the path and learning the game;


Glittering gold and shining silver,
rays of hope, maybe rays of fire;
to make or break, and how to fake,
thinking too loud of things at stake;


Dreams so vivid, dreams so bright;
of things to follow, of things desired;
dreams so dark, and dreams so deep,
dreams that make you wanna cry in pain;


To lose and find and lose again,
time flies by and things have changed;
A broken heart, a broken soul,
a piece of paper, whiskey galore;


Chains of love, and chains of rage;
to pull her back, and make her stay;
of strings attached, those chains so strong;
to tie the wings and hold her down;


Eyes so small, eyes so wide,
chains so weak, to hold her stride;
She spreads her arms, no strength no vigor,
and stares for a moment, wishing it would last forever;


Dreams so cold and dreams so strange,
of things gone by and of things that have changed;
a tear, a moment, a smile, and a sigh,
today she flies in the sky so high !!