I was there,
A bird inside the cage;
You came,
Sat on my cage,
Talked about the blue sky,
sweet fruits, blazing rays,
enjoyment of flying over the roaring ocean,
snowy mountains, and all greenish,
But,
You never trained me to fly.
Once i told you a fabricated story,
How i left the cage
and search you here and there,
wandered and returned with heavy heart,
You frowned,
blamed me,
'who told you to fly
do you want me to have problem? '
so...
Please go away,
Oh! flying independent bird,
Enjoy your time,
I'm happy in my cage,
I'm trying to forget
yours all stories
about sweet fruits and blazing rays.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
....a lovely poem, about a bird in captivity............here goes 10 for this beautiful write.....