I am like a captive bird
Inside my cage;
I can get out
But I am back inside again!
My spirit is in chain-
Kindled by dreams
Of being free,
Now, searing with pain...
I cannot escape
from the madness
Of my own curiosity-
Tempting the soul
Of its highest peak
And breaking!
My spirit is in chain
It cannot be free
Of its searing pain,
Or can it?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice projection of a soul being shackled...loved it Dear!