I am a helpless bird in this cage
It is my home prison
And for no good reason
It is a half metre range
It is strange
So strange! !
And beyond my sight is the blue sky
Beyond my reach ranges too high
And above my head is the roof
That I can touch with my head
It is always there, as the only proof
That I am a prisoner in a half metre cage
For an age
When I beat my wings to fly
To fathom the sky
The thin wire will pull me down
Back to my cage
To drown in my rage
But still,
And although I am so lonely and ill
Still,
I can sing with full happiness
My lovely melody of freedom
I care not for the cage
I can live another age
I do never look behind
I am always happy and free
As freedom is a state of mind
yes I agree with you that freedom is a state of mind Dr Ahmed. Even when we are imprisoned we still can escape in our minds. thank you enjoyed.Alan 10+
A nice poetic imagination, Gumaa. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks
I care not for the cage I can live another age I do never look behind So I am always happy and free As freedom is a state of mind - - - - - - - So truly said.Freedom is a state of mind.
Beautiful poetry Sir. Yeah, freedom is a state of mind. The poem has an amazing flow and a nice message. thanks for sharing.10+++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
When I beat my wings to fly To fathom the distant blue sky The thin wire will pull me down Back to my cage to drown In my rage......inspite of all that is negative i sing my song of freedom and love...... yes freedom is a state of mind...... but it is such a great ability to think and accept the situation like that.......... thank u dear poet. tony
Thank you so much Dr. Tony.