where you see the sun rising is not where the stars twinkle..

This piece is based on the life of a women..

Where the angels sing,
Where there is an open sky..beautiful wings,
Where holiness has it's color,
Rising upto where every sin and brutality fades,
There lies my very own being and I'm here,
You see me behind the bars and I'm independent,
You see they are rude and I'm comfortable,
You see them tearing me off into pieces and I'm flying..
You see me dying and I'm getting life, I'm alive!
_Surabhi#zeal