My wounded fins........

I just heard your song....
and you know what....
it's just like my song....
and the same circle I have around me....

Like a mermaid... I am...
In pursuit of crystal-clear waters...
you have your wings to fly through your skies....!!
Your own skies....
And I have boundless oceans....
Where I cant plunge in....!!

In fact...that circle....
I would like to feel it with my song...
which I never sing....
now it has started sinking....
I am not going to stop it.....
let it come to me....
let it swallow me....
May then I can sing my sonnet...
My wounded fins can get sea then ......

Mournfully....!!!!


----chaitali.