Wings To Paradise

Dedicated to that one person.

I had clipped wings

I could not fly so,

I stayed put


For long i wondered

As i looked, mesmerized

At the others

Who could soar

So high,

Higher than the clouds


Slowly,

I tried expanding my feathered arms,

Soon,

I discovered

I too could fly

The clip was actually

Only in my mind


As i flapped around

Realization came

I had sat still for too long

In my imaginary stilled wings

That i could no longer

Go too far


The wings were weak

The mind without destiny


The heart though

Had its own plans


To try a trip

To paradise itself


So the heart

Convinced the mind

To build the wings

Into strong oars


The new wings

Had a name

The wings to paradise


As the wings to paradise

Started to flap, flip, flop


I, the bird

Was not even sure


Where and what paradise was


Did it even exists

Or is everything imaginary

Just like all there is


So i decided

To sit back

As i was before


Fixed in my mind

That my wings

Were clipped after all


Stop dreaming little bird

Good things

Were never meant for you


Paradise is where you are

Nowhere else


Paradise is null

And void


Vacuum