Anthony Mondal

The Song Of A Caged Bird

A bright yellow canary bird
With traces of blue and beak pink;
Captive she was, her conditions bleak,
Running around in her cage iron black
Searching for escape, that's a fact,
A great song bird she was, in her days wild
No sooner thrust in cage, her songs declined,
Now barely able to flap her wings
How unfair of us, expecting her to sing!

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