Wings of Hope

The fear of letting me fly

Noises of an absurd cry

The two wheels of life

Took me out of struggle and strife.

I discovered angels’ wings to fly high.

A right to dream and relief’s sigh.

My schoolbooks have been trashed

My soul weeping inside.

Turning an expert tender age homemaker

If not for the bicycle, my rescuer.

Along with my desires and dreams

I’d have sunk in the darkest of the times.

As my destiny’s wings will soar.

Getting chance one more

Opening the opportunity’s new world-

My life rolling forward,

Flight of my bicycle

Will take me far, it’s magical.

 

The pain of blistered feet and tired body

Turning dim now in memory

Light of future is bright

Sky is the only limit.

Won’t be easy, walk of a tightrope,

Still, dreamy are my eyes, full of hope.