He was climbing a mountain high ,
Taking each step with a care -
And the years passed by ...
Slow was it - It was really Slow ,
But till then he had never -
Never heard the word "I Cant ... No"
He had covered the climb almost ,
And a few miles were left -
Over a cliff he came face to face with 'her' ...
And in those eyes he was lost ...
She too was there for a climb -
Swifter than him ... Faster than him ...
Asked he , "How come you reach so fast?
We seem to have Started at the same time -
Than How can you so easily pass?"
"Well i got wings - i can fly" , told she ,
"Just be with me and you can too fly" ...
And Now he began to enjoy the 'thrills' of life -
He lost what he was there for ,
He lost what he was going for ,
Sharing evrything with the winged 'fairy' ...
So easily the days turned into nights -
And he was never so wise to see how time flew by ...
One day he heard a thunder , he looked up high -
"Soon there will be a storm",he thought ...
Atlast he realised how little time was left for the climb !
"Dont worry , here take these wings" , told she ...
Yes,she told and gave - She gave and she flied ,
She flied ... she flied ....
Asking him to come behind ...
Hastingly he tried to follow her -
But alas ! He couldn't ,
'Cause wings were not for him ,
And nor in those 'sweet' times -
He had learnt to fly !!
So he tried and tried - but he couldn't ,
And now he is on his old way -
His faithfull old style ...
But now in the storm its difficult a much ...
Its difficult a much ...
