A lily flew through the ocean blue,
It tumbled and dived
and dodged many a times
stony falls and shallow ravines.
She sees herself on the other side of the crown
Where she will attract the beauties of tinsel town.
She drove with passion
amidst many boos and frowns.
She flew under the morning sun
and took shelter under trees
when the day is done.
Accused of vanity she hid herself
from the cognizant societies and their shrewd serpents.
Months turned into years
and the seasons changed,
as she traveled the sphere
through plagues & shouting names.
This is the day of that year we recall
when she ceased her journey
on an evening of the tender fall
for that day she reached the promised land.
She was received with celebrations and praises
and saw a curious glow on people's faces.
But it soon disappeared as a long forgotten day
for now she spends her time
behind golden gates and rusty chains.
Many a curious men came and wagged.
They saw her through gleamy eyes and focused lens
and wailed her story with sacrilege romance.
Her hopes were gone of a chastised life.
This wasn't the place where she wanted to be,
when she fought her fears to set herself free.
