Like a raft without an oar,
like a kite without a string,
I move I swing ,
though you chopped all my wings ;
now when you say
that you cant believe ,
without an oar without my wings ,
without a string how do I swing ;
you must know
I am a knight rider , I need no strings
am a musketeer , I need no wings ;
will prove you wrong
that you chopped my wings ,
will prove your thoughts are your whims ;
when I cross the bulwark and shall walk ,
like a cougar
and force you to go in deep thoughts ,
was it worth giving me the pain ,
was it worth hurting me and leaving me slain ;
you thought you could intimidate this heart ,
you only gave me a reason to laugh ,
and made me strong ;
you never thought
like a bull on rampage
I shall walk and get what I want ,
while you think about your whims
and your vows
that you wont let me reach the shore,
now
let me bear sweet agony some sweet pain ,
that makes me strong and makes me laugh ,
for a while go back again in deep thoughts
and
think of a way to save your face !
copyright (c)alka narula
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