The best Birthday Gift would be:
The biggest wings ever that could conquer the bright blue sky
The most comforting hug ever to make all my worries say goodbye
The freedom of thought and will to soar high
The words that spoke the truth without any lies
The hand that would hold me in all y free flies
The understanding that would make my falls a stepping in the rise
The defeat that becomes the base for all my fights
The path that shows the wrongs and the rights
The life that lives in the Lord.
Now what stands is this:
Are these to be earned and then stacked in the book called life!
Can it be bought and stamped as rusted knifes?
I am born out of nothingness
Yet life revolves around me
Many are afraid to let me in,
for I am of the kind that brings chaos to even something simple as TEa
For some I am free flowing
But others have to work for it.
I can run like forest fire,
and Be gone like the Wind
I can bring a new meaning to life
or sometimes I can be manipulative and crude in my ways
Freedom is rule at work.
I am also a priced possession among those who know my worth.
I am commonly known as
The world I knew, is not known to me anymore
The raindrops I saved in papercups are overflowing with tears.
My land is forbidden to me and to those whom I’d let in
Run away lil’ one is what all said
You will find new doors everywhere ahead.
But do I want to run away or do I wish to stay and set things right.
Gone are the days when you were tiny and weak
Remember my words whenever you fall meek.
With every wind I feel so cold,
Your words are bare and ever so bold.
“Turn to me and face me like a man,” said the Wind
She fell on her knees and begged,” I cannot stand.”
And then she heard
The voice she kept dismissing all her life
It demanded support and strong will like it was his wife
“Move along the path, he said
You will fulfill your journey and your road will end.”
“Will it be a happy one?” she asked
He smiled and said with all his heart,
“My child, fear not coz I am near,
Believe in me and I will hear.”
Strength and might was everything they saw in him
What they overlooked was the softness that laid deep within.
He lifted tons of weight and walked miles without a sound
They took it for his huge arms and gave him more ground.
He was shy and subtle with all that he did
Never did he hurt a fly or a kid.
For every show, he was groomed like a bride
and never did he show that the one he loved died.
He danced and sang for all the other kinds
and with every tune he was strangled tighter in his own binds.
His fame reached borders and his work become intense
with every effort he made, his pain grew dense.
Never could he muster the courage to run away
because he loved them dearly all his way.
Came a day that none could surpass
the silent old rookie died, and
was at peace atlast.