I was flying high in the sky that day
My all friend were behind of me
I was very happy by the dream of became first
But How my dream turn into a hell I never understood
How My Prize of Became first turns into a Chastisment for me I never understood.
The day when I become an object
The day when i become a showpiece of someone's house
The day when I was migrated to my new wood which I termed as cage
The day when my prism, perception confined into a long iron bars.
I was Deep in Sorrow
I was Deep in Happiness
I was Deep in Regret
I was Deep in Responsibility
I was immurement in Cage, I was Above my Age
After So Many Years ,
I Found Myself in an Open Sky
I Swung My Wings As Fast as Possible
And I Fly High and High and High
Closer to Clouds Near to The God
My Eyes were Wet and Start Dropping Tears
God also Accompanied Me In My Happiness
And Start drizzling And Rejoice the World.