The wild little wish

#OctPoWriMo : Poetry prompt 10 -Wild writing

She was not born to be tamed,
Beautiful, fiery, enigmatic,
She was like the wild flower,
Blossoming in the wilderness-
Free from all shackles,
That enslave the soul,
With their vicious prowl,
She was devoid of all devils-
Hatred, jealousy,
She was pure, untouched by this horrid epilepsy,
She ran wild, as free as a bird,
Hair streaming in the wind,
Light footed over the green pasture,
Dancing to the tune of the wind,
The lush green trees
Welcome her with a gentle breeze,
The golden sunshine brightens her path,
The silence in the woods,
Is broken with her melodious banter,
Her laughter-
As pure as the morning air,
She danced like crazy!
Till exhaustion made her dizzy,
The blood rushed to her veins,
Illuminating her little face,
Like a thousand lanterns,
( Sound of THUNDER !)
 Back to reality !
Was it a dream?
Nay, the wild little girl
Lay dormant in my heart,
Daring to raise her head,
At the slightest pretext,
Wants to revolt, shout,
Break free of worldly chain,
Fake, false, screaming  pain,
The wild little girl,
Wants to roam free in a world,
Devoid of all cruelty,
But.........will that ever be transformed into reality ?

                              Amrita Paul ( 10th Oct '15)