I dream of being a Fish

Not inside the walls of aquariums; Which try to contain and hold;

But to wade across the craziest currents of the oceans-Deeper & cold,

Neither like that of a silver, Nor like the one which is gold;

But I want to live the life of a Shiny Shark; until I grow old,

To live in the vulnerabilities of the tempestuous seas; If is a bane;

I shun the boundaries of placidity; Which make me kind of insane,

A fish is safer; Inside the glimmering glasses, but is destined to fade;

God endowed me with wings; To preach, The spirit of freedom-I was made,

Being bottled up in the barrels of boredom, my body becomes paraplegic;

I want to feel the freshness of the waves, ripples & quit the style so lethargic,

I want to break the walls of lust that are transparent and calm;

Don’t want to trace back the murky waters; which I’ve already swam.