Chaos

The feet were stuck,

And hands tied !!

Were they really?

Or weren't they !!

It was just a sense of mind,

Craving for freedom;

May be like a spider web,

It formed a confused clarity !!

On the peaks of light,

And those sparkling stars;

A feeble shine though,

But glittered in the dark.

By the advent of the dawn,

It matured enough to fly;

And the vision was clear,

With an impeccable spirit.

Who says it isn't possible,

Better to ask was the try enough?

There were times when minds bleed,

And then gain the essence of worth.

Hands in hands,

A flock together;

The growth on the way,

And defined what fulfillment is!!