SKY IS HER LIMIT

M.KEERTHIKA

II BA ENGLISH LIT

SHIFT II.

It was a dark night,

When I opened my first sight.

Breathed the novel aura of the world,

Gently raised my head to knock.

My first successful hard work, it was.

Slowly moved my feet to touch the land

To mark my vestige on the sand.

I recounted my thoughts about the shell,

Which was a cozy house to plan my mission

And foresee it without even my vision.

Wished to run without legs,

Longed to fly without arms.

Now, I am ready to face the storms.

Cheerers buck me up from behind.

In the sky I am set to fly.

Many obstacles work as a spy

To stop my soaring thoughts.

But I, the woman, break it out with my wit

And proudly say sky is my limit.