I used to fly all over the world
Chirping along with my flock
Flying round and round and round
But now I am all alone caged here
Missing my friends and family
Above all, my freedom.
My feelings! The selfishmen never care
Chained me, wore me and tore me
My body, mind and soul their slaves.
A helpless tiny bird in hostel
What can she look forward to?
Will ever freedom come my way!
You described the sadness and frustration very well. thank you
A good description of bondage. Being ensnared, emotions well portrayed through your pen.Well done: D
I can feel the agony in yr words queen, Life is a chess game when we like rook we will get elephant. You r not alone were are there with you. Soon I hope you get right channel. It's matter of time. Don't loose faith in you. Let the men and world die, It's wolf-race! Nicely penned off! Kudos! Dosth!
Birds are created to fly free in the sky or to wherever they want to go. They should not be put in a cage. A vivid portrayal of infringement of freedom. A poignant write with great imagery.
Cheer up oh moaning bird. You could learn the value of freedom whilst you have been caged. One day the cage will be too small to hold you and then you can fly across the horizon; be patient and wait....10
A bird never misses the way to nest. Bird has freedom to fly. A helpless tiny bird should get help. A nice imagery along with emotion is very well penned and shared.10
a poem of a sad bird locked away with no more freedom to fly away? so it now sits and sings a moaning song probably for it's life long! ..................well written.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
ya every ones thought of a free bird u mentioned it beatifullu gona