Castigated by the arrows of sorrow
Broken wings of a tiny sparrow
Leafless branch of a quiet tree
I find inspiration for this poetry
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Fly high my little bird,
Fly high to moon
Fly high to touch the sky,
With your God given boon.
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Fleeting Thoughts
Castigated by the arrows of sorrow
Broken wings of a tiny sparrow
Leafless branch of a quiet tree
I find inspiration for this poetry
Blood of a cruelly slaughtered lamb
Perplexed smile of a civilized sham
Sudden death of a delicate reverie
Tearful eyes read life’s theory
Sadness always has a living face
Life tends to wear solitary dress
Occult shadow of my fortune tree
There, I find myself bleeding silently.