I lived in vain, cold and despair
For the time I woke, no one cared
Left alone in this dark world
I join my hands, with fear and cold.

With wounded, numb and injured hands,
I tripped and landed in your arms
I opened my eyes and looked at you
For you were an angel, I fell for you.

You broke my heart and tore me apart,
And crushed my soul, in tears and fear
For you weren’t an angel but just a fake
Who came in my life as a game.

You were my wings that helped me fly,
Helped me soar high up in the sky
But now my wings broke with gain,
And I fell down with much pain.

My broken wings broke my heart,
Still broken, never making a start
Every time I try to fly, in haste I fall,
Without my wings I feel so small.

The beautiful wings won the race,
And left me staring at my own face
The broken wings of my dreams,
Mourning with a silent scream.

– Rubina and Shreya !