A Caged Bird Poem by Sayeed Abubakar
A Caged Bird
I am like a caged bird
Does not ever get tired
To find the way to fly
In the lovely blue sky.
I will fly, float and run
In the deep blue ocean.
I will sing when I roam;
Then I will come back home.
Dreams are a fantasy which keeps us happy in whatever situation we find ourselves in! Excellent write! !
Best to be a dreamer in that situation. I remember seeing a wild bird caged and battering its body against the bars until its spirit was broken. That was a sad event for me. I suppose once tamed it may have become a dreamer too.
A very lovely poem in excellent flow i enjoyd readin. So dis bird comes back home then its a bit free. I hope u read mine too.
Simple but meaningful, short in size though bears a long imagination and at last backs to patriotism. Very good, Mr. Abubakar, the poet A++
All we are caged... but see that flying to the blue skies and sometimes over the skies, , , , , , , and come back again to our silent home...... this reality........ nice cohesiveness between imagination and reality......... Absolutely fabulous writing.......
Wonderful sentiments, freedom sought is worthy of inspiration!
Man has desires more deep than the oceans & sea, unsatisfied until at the hour of end...this poem shows the very same idea...great, keep writing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Chacha darun likhechen....Hats off chacha!