Fly high.

A very gentle touch and a kiss she feels,

Daddy embraces her while mama is asleep,

She opens her eyes, and looks around;

All she sees is love keeping no bounds,

Daddy loves her alot, she's mama's doll,

And slowly does she learn to crawl,

They look after her like she's a little larva,

Saves her from even the sunshine, 

Thinking it might burn her like Lava,

and one day she comes out of that cocoon,

To this world full of raccoons,

Her magnificent looks, her enchanting eyes,

the little dreams, she carries inside,

She flutters her wings and learns to fly,

Up, up and she goes high,

But blue is also a colour,
It slowly invades her world,

Snatches her dreams, leaves her bewildered,

Those low lives, they try to bring her down,

and try to take away her only crown,

And it's when she realizes,

how to make sacrifices,

They try their best and she starts to drown,

In a vortex of thoughts that she's supposed to be on ground,

No more she wishes to fly, in a rose she hides,

It's when her mommy and daddy try,

To bring her back to the family's tie,

and teach her again, how to fly,

This time, higher than before, 

And also inculcate her how to roar,

So now she plays with her colours,
In the sky above, like a phoenix she hovers,

Nothing can bring her back,
Since she belongs up there now,

And only to God would she bow,

Those who tried to prostrate her, 

Now they envy her and praise her.