Devil Clipped My WINGS...
But I don't feel that i look Ugly,
I Have Faith That THey will Grow Agian
And MY Spirit IS like Always V BUbbly.
Y Should I Cry, ...I LOSt, I Lost...
Like This I will NOt Talk.
If I cannot fly Again
It's ok that i will learn to walk.
Y should I brood over wat i lost
and keep missing my lovely wings
Y should'nt i thank GOd
That he gave me legs to swing.
Y should i miss My flying
n how i kissed the rainbow.
Wen Now i Can get footloose
and Dance in the snow.
Y should i miss and cry,
for the part of me that is Physical.
U know Devil..
U can't steal my soul and my FAITH in GOD
As they are spiritual....
-Sneha Srivastava
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a poet who propagates robust optimism, in the face of her personal sorrows.. nice way to console oneself.