I wonder if Icarus knew Would he fear falling And give up freedom Or would he still wish he could fly Imagine having wings Soring high above the ground Flying up and beyond Until everything becomes as tiny as a dot Escaping the gravity that pulls you down You rise higher and higher Where the earth screams beneath, 'Beware the fall' The wind brushing your cheecks A laugh escapes your lips 'Free at last', your lungs sigh With the taste of freedom as swwet as honey No noise from below reaches your ears When the listener becomes the speaker And have conversations deeper than the sea From up there you see the beauty Intricately designed just for you Every puzzle piece falls into its place As a grand plan gets revealed If I were him I would choose to fly The sun might burn my wings But in that moment I will be free. -Radha
Just my stupid thoughts based on the experiences of my life and all the crazy thoughts that pop up in my head from time to time. If you are bored and have nothing to do then give it a try. Who knows you might find something interesting to talk about.