THE BEAUTIFUL LETDOWN

Designed to crash, destined to fly,

with broken wings I try to fly,

high into the azure skies,

transcending multitude of motley wonders,

Mesmerised by the mellifluous breeze,

 intangible emotions posses me,

I realize the purpose of my flight,

a glimpse of your cherubic smile,

As I look, into the vast emptiness,

I wonder if you are still eluding me,

I fear the inevitable,

I fly higher and higher,

Hope couldnt decieve me a little longer,

desire wouldnt defy inhibitions any more,

the pain urges me to fall,

with broken wings I hit the ground,

Tears trickle down my cheek,

a pearly raindrop enraptures me,

foolishly I assume its you,

with broken wings I fly again..............