They say life imitates art,
Or is it the other way around,
This story starts with such heart,
Which attempted to escape its cage,
Tried to live, love and experience life from start,
But through its journey, it kept getting broken,
Yet it tried to fly, towards the skies, across the seas,
For it aspired to be boundless,
The sky and sea were its only solace,
But time tested not only heart but also the body,
One day, the body had given up,
Heart did not, the heart, now trapped in a soul,
Wandered the earth now with its dream fulfilled,
It is now boundless with no body,
Yet there was this big emptiness in being lonely,
All the heart could do was watch people living and leaving,
Just when it got tiring, a sound disturbed its usual brooding,
Meow, said the new friend, looking straight at it.