a life within confines

behind iron bars she is caged,
but her soul is not!!
the soul has managed to wander far away,
and she is happy...
because even within those confines,
the endless dreams she has been weaving,
have taught her the true meaning of freedom!!

behind iron bars she is caged,
but her love is not!!
she has managed to express her love to the open skies,
and she is content...
because even within those confines,
the clear blue skies so out of reach,
have taught her the true meaning of love!!

for some she is the nightingale,
who sings melodies in the night so dark...
some call her a phoenix,
for others she is just a lark...
for some she epitomises beauty,
for some a music divine...
she masks her emotions so carefully,
in a voice just as fine...

the world has tried to cage her,
but her soul flies high and free...
happy that her clipped wings cannot stop it,
from being what she wants yet cannot be...

she sings sweet songs of glory,
of making love to the night...
her dreams often end up in pieces,
and nothing ever seems to go right...
she knows she doesn't want to stay here,
she is a creature of the wild...
but fate has long since mocked her,
as a bitter destiny's sweet child...

the open skies invite her,
her clipped wings they haven't seen...
and all she does is smile through helpless tears,
at the growing distance in between...

yet a light of hope glows within her,
as she tries hard to flap her wings,
and yet a melody her voice brings along,
as she continues to sing...

for she has always been a fighter,
in life's eternal test...
and despite her tired clipped wings,
she has always given her best..

her best to keep on dreaming,
and realise what it means to be free...
her best to express her hearts love,
even when none is there to see..,
her best to sing sweet melodies,
as the world passes her by...
her best to live life fully,
even though she cannot fly!!