Fettered , chained
bound and shackled
The wings clipped
the soul buckled
60 years
of freedom past
Where is mine
if I may ask
If safety be
the cause of this
A locked door
will not help much
The roof might fall
The floor give way
A prince might climb
to Rapunzel's chime
Parikshit died
What saved him?
Could Panchali then
5 warriors save
An army fails
when fate decides
No one could
from fate hide
Only pearls can
shine in closed shells
The value but
is hidden then
Let me be free
Let me then fly
I might just live
If I soar high
The world is mine
Not a small room
My dreams are big
Dont let them doom
My dreams are big
My heart is young
Don let them die
and left unsung
