Over the moon they flew towards the ground
Creatures of night what have you befallen to
Taken the nectar of sweetest star
Juxtaposing with memories of past
Wild and Free.. you never sleep
Plagued by light livid with its cruelty
You dream of darken night loving its vanity
Forgiven are none who scarred your soul
Gyrating are the hymns touching your deepest core
Closing the eyes hand over the ears
A tirade of emotions are never forgiven
To fly is dream never to come real
A self- composed pun you now mock the fate
Dangerous grounds you walk on..Beware of faith!
An Indian Princess 